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ClassicsEmily Dickinson
559 It knew no Medicine— It was not Sickness—then— Nor any need of Surgery— And therefore—’twas not Pain— It moved away the Cheeks— A Dimple at a time— And left the Profile—plainer— And in the place of Bloom It left the little Tint That never had a Name— You’ve seen it on a Cast’s face— Was Paradise—to blame— If momently ajar— Temerity—drew near— And sickened—ever afterward For Somewhat that it saw?
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It knew no Medicine
559 It knew no Medicine— It was not Sickness—then— Nor any need of Surgery— And therefore—’twas not Pain— It moved away the Cheeks— A Dimple at a time— And left the Profile—plainer— And in the place of Bloom It left the little Tint That never had a Name— You’ve seen it on a Cast’s face— Was Paradise—to blame— If momently ajar— Temerity—drew near— And sickened—ever afterward For Somewhat that it saw?
Emily Dickinson
Classics
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American