How many times these low feet staggered by Emily Dickinson
How many times these low feet staggered -- Only the soldered mouth can tell -- Try -- can you stir the awful rivet -- Try -- can you lift the hasps of steel!
Stroke the cool forehead -- hot so often -- Lift -- if you care -- the listless hair -- Handle the adamantine fingers Never a thimble -- more -- shall wear --
Buzz the dull flies -- on the chamber window -- Brave -- shines the sun through the freckled pane -- Fearless -- the cobweb swings from the ceiling -- Indolent Housewife -- in Daisies -- lain!
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