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EMILY DICKINSON
Dickinson-Wild-Nights

by Emily Dickinson 1830-1886
 

Wild nights! Wild nights!

Were I with thee,

Wild nights should be

Our luxury!

 

Futile the winds

To a heart in port,

Done with the compass,

Done with the chart.

 

Rowing in Eden!

Ah! the sea!

Might I but moor

To-night in thee!

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