What I see not, I better see -- by Emily Dickinson
What I see not, I better see -- Through Faith -- my Hazel Eye Has periods of shutting -- But, No lid has Memory --
For frequent, all my sense obscured I equally behold As someone held a light unto The Features so beloved ---
And I arise -- and in my Dream -- Do Thee distinguished Grace -- Till jealous Daylight interrupt -- And mar thy perfectness --
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