If anybody's friend be dead
If anybody's friend be dead, / It 's sharpest of the theme
FOR Death,–or rather
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FOR Death,–or rather
For the things 'twill buy,
These put away
Life's opportunity.
The things that Death will buy
Are Room,–Escape
From Circumstances,
And a Name.
How gifts of Life
With Death's gifts will compare,
We know not–
For the rates stop Here.
More poems by Emily Dickinson
THE WIFE - She rose to his requirement, dropped
She rose to his requirement, dropped / The playthings of her life
THE HUMMING-BIRD - A route of evanescence
A route of evanescence / With a revolving wheel;
THE butterfly obtains
THE butterfly obtains / But little sympathy,