Emily Dickinson

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

I'Ve Seen A Dying Eye - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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I've seen a Dying Eye
Run round and round a Room—
In search of Something—as it seemed—
Then Cloudier become—
And then—obscure with Fog—
And then—be soldered down
Without disclosing what it be
'Twere blessed to have seen—


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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