Before I got my eye put out by Emily Dickinson
Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see -- As other Creatures, that have Eyes And know no other way --
But were it told to me -- Today -- That I might have the sky For mine -- I tell you that my Heart Would split, for size of me --
The Meadows -- mine -- The Mountains -- mine -- All Forests -- Stintless Stars -- As much of Noon as I could take Between my finite eyes --
The Motions of the Dipping Birds -- The Morning's Amber Road -- For mine -- to look at when I liked -- The News would strike me dead --
So safer -- guess -- with just my soul Upon the Window pane -- Where other Creatures put their eyes -- Incautious -- of the Sun --
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