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643 I could suffice for Him, I knew— He—could suffice for Me— Yet Hesitating Fractions—Both Surveyed Infinity— “Would I be Whole” He sudden broached— My syllable rebelled— ’Twas face to face with Nature—forced— ’Twas face to face with God— Withdrew the Sun—to Other Wests— Withdrew the furthest Star Before Decision—stooped to speech— And then—be audibler The Answer of the Sea unto The Motion of the Moon— Herself adjust Her Tides—unto— Could I—do else—with Mine?
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I could suffice for Him, I knew
643 I could suffice for Him, I knew— He—could suffice for Me— Yet Hesitating Fractions—Both Surveyed Infinity— “Would I be Whole” He sudden broached— My syllable rebelled— ’Twas face to face with Nature—forced— ’Twas face to face with God— Withdrew the Sun—to Other Wests— Withdrew the furthest Star Before Decision—stooped to speech— And then—be audibler The Answer of the Sea unto The Motion of the Moon— Herself adjust Her Tides—unto— Could I—do else—with Mine?
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American