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A solemn thing it was, I said

by Emily Dickinson, 1896

A solemn thing it was, I said,
  A woman white to be,
And wear, if God should count me fit,
  Her hallowed mystery.

A timid thing to drop a life
  Into the purple well,
Too plummetless that it come back
  Eternity until.

Published in Poems by Emily Dickinson: Third Series

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