Said Death to Passion
'Give of thine an Acre unto me.'
Said Passion, through contracting Breaths
'A Thousand Times Thee Nay.'
Bore Death from Passion
All His East
He - sovereign as the Sun
Resituated in the West
And the Debate was done.
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- Their Height In Heaven Comforts Not
- Wolfe Demanded During Dying
- This Heart That Broke So Long
- Her—
- 'Tis Opposites&Mdash;Entice