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So well that I can live without—
I love thee—then How well is that?
As well as Jesus?
Prove it me
That He—loved Men—
As I—love thee—
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- To Interrupt His Yellow Plan
- I Have A King, Who Does Not Speak
- May-Flower
- They Leave Us With The Infinite
- What Would I Give To See His Face?