We Thirst At First-'tis Nature's Act
Emily Dickinson
726 We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s Act— And later—when we die— A little Water supplicate— Of fingers going by— It intimates the finer want— Whose adequate supply Is that Great Water in the West— Termed Immortality—
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