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When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side,
When Katie runs unwearied they follow on the road,
When Katie kneels, their loving hands still clasp her pious knee—
Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, with two so knit to thee!
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- The Lamp Burns Sure—within
- Not That We Did, Shall Be The Test
- Morns Like These—we Parted
- The Tint I Cannot Take—is Best
- Like Mighty Foot Lights—burned The Red
