Not in this World to see his face by Emily Dickinson
Not in this World to see his face -- Sounds long -- until I read the place Where this -- is said to be But just the Primer -- to a life -- Unopened -- rare -- Upon the Shelf -- Clasped yet -- to Him -- and Me --
And yet -- My Primer suits me so I would not choose -- a Book to know Than that -- be sweeter wise -- Might some one else -- so learned -- be -- And leave me -- just my A -- B -- C -- Himself -- could have the Skies --
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