Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

Dying! To Be Afraid Of Thee - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Dying! To be afraid of thee
One must to thine Artillery
Have left exposed a Friend—
Than thine old Arrow is a Shot
Delivered straighter to the Heart
The leaving Love behind.

Not for itself, the Dust is shy,
But, enemy, Beloved be
Thy Batteries divorce.
Fight sternly in a Dying eye
Two Armies, Love and Certainty
And Love and the Reverse.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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