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Fairer through Fading—as the Day
Into the Darkness dips away—
Half Her Complexion of the Sun—
Hindering—Haunting—Perishing—
Rall ies Her Glow, like a dying Friend—
Teasing with glittering Amend—
Only to aggravate the Dark
Through an expiring—perfect—look—
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- It Makes No Difference Abroad
- Exclusion (The Soul Selects Her Own Society)
- Experience Is The Angled Road
- How Far Is It To Heaven?
- Distrustful Of The Gentian
