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1549 My Wars are laid away in Books— I have one Battle more— A Foe whom I have never seen But oft has scanned me o’er— And hesitated me between And others at my side, But chose the best—Neglecting me—till All the rest, have died— How sweet if I am not forgot By Chums that passed away— Since Playmates at threescore and ten Are such a scarcity—
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My Wars are laid away in Books—
1549 My Wars are laid away in Books— I have one Battle more— A Foe whom I have never seen But oft has scanned me o’er— And hesitated me between And others at my side, But chose the best—Neglecting me—till All the rest, have died— How sweet if I am not forgot By Chums that passed away— Since Playmates at threescore and ten Are such a scarcity—
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American