The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
Emily Dickinson Archive
Three times - we parted - Breath - and I -Three times - He would not go - But strove to stir the lifeless Fan The Waters - strove to stay. Three times - the Billowstossed threw me up -Then caught me - like a Ball - Then made Blue faces in my face - And pushed away a sail That crawled Leagues off - I liked to see - For thinking - While I die -How pleasant to behold a Thing Where Human faces - be -The Ocean - tired - • [The Ocean -The Waves grew sleepy - Breath - did not - The Winds - like Children - lulled - Then Sunrise kissed my Chrysalis -And I stood up - and lived -