THE LOVERS - The rose did caper on her cheek
The rose did caper on her cheek, / Her bodice rose and fell,
We outgrow love like other things
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We outgrow love like other things
And put it in the drawer,
Till it an antique fashion shows
Like costumes grandsires wore.
More poems by Emily Dickinson
MY ROSE - Pigmy seraphs gone astray
Pigmy seraphs gone astray, / Velvet people from Vevay,
There's been a death in the opposite house
There's been a death in the opposite house / As lately as to-day.
He put the belt around my life
He put the belt around my life, -- / I heard the buckle snap,