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39 It did not surprise me— So I said—or thought— She will stir her pinions And the nest forgot, Traverse broader forests— Build in gayer boughs, Breathe in Ear more modern God’s old fashioned vows— This was but a Birdling— What and if it be One within my ***** Had departed me? This was but a story— What and if indeed There were just such coffin In the heart instead?
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It did not surprise me
39 It did not surprise me— So I said—or thought— She will stir her pinions And the nest forgot, Traverse broader forests— Build in gayer boughs, Breathe in Ear more modern God’s old fashioned vows— This was but a Birdling— What and if it be One within my ***** Had departed me? This was but a story— What and if indeed There were just such coffin In the heart instead?
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American