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'Twas such a little—little boat
That toddled down the bay!
'Twas such a gallant—gallant sea
That beckoned it away!
'Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
That licked it from the Coast—
Nor ever guessed the stately sails
My little craft was lost!
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- Dropped Into The Ether Acre
- Is Bliss Then, Such Abyss
- They Say That 'Time Assuages,
- I'M Ceded—i'Ve Stopped Being Theirs
- The Brain&Mdash;Is Wider Than The Sky