You Love Me-you Are Sure
Emily Dickinson
156 You love me—you are sure— I shall not fear mistake— I shall not cheated wake— Some grinning morn— To find the Sunrise left— And Orchards—unbereft— And Dollie—gone! I need not start—you’re sure— That night will never be— When frightened—home to Thee I run— To find the windows dark— And no more Dollie—mark— Quite none? Be sure you’re sure—you know— I’ll bear it better now— If you’ll just tell me so— Than when—a little dull Balm grown— Over this pain of mine— You sting—again!
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