Two Travellers perishing in Snow by Emily Dickinson
Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words
That Heaven if Heaven -- must contain What Either left behind And then the cheer too solemn grew For language, and the wind
Long steps across the features took That Love had touched the Morn With reverential Hyacinth -- The taleless Days went on
Till Mystery impatient drew And those They left behind Led absent, were procured of Heaven As Those first furnished, said --
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