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Delayed till she had ceased to know-
Delayed till in its vest of snow
Her loving bosom lay-
An hour behind the fleeting breath-
Later by just an hour than Death-
Oh lagging Yesterday!
Could she have guessed that it would be-
Could but a crier of the joy
Have climbed the distant hill-
Had not the bliss so slow a pace
Who knows but this surrendered face
Were undefeated still?
Oh if there may departing be
Any forgot by Victory
In her imperial round-
Show them this meek appareled thing
That could not stop to be a king-
Doubtful if it be crowned!
Delayed Till She Had Ceased To Know
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: breath, death, joy, snow, meek, king, face, victory, slow, yesterday, imperial, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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