Emily Dickinson

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

That First Day, When You Praised Me, Sweet - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet,
And said that I was strong—
And could be mighty, if I liked—
That Day—the Days among—

Glows Central—like a Jewel
Between Diverging Golds—
The Minor One—that gleamed behind—
And Vaster—of the World's.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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