Out Of Sight? What Of That?
Emily Dickinson
703 Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air— Danger! What is that to Her? Better ’tis to fail—there— Than debate—here— Blue is Blue—the World through— Amber—Amber—Dew—Dew— Seek—Friend—and see— Heaven is shy of Earth—that’s all— Bashful Heaven—thy Lovers small— Hide—too—from thee—
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