She lay as if at play by Emily Dickinson
She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away -- Intending to return -- But not so soon --
Her merry Arms, half dropt -- As if for lull of sport -- An instant had forgot -- The Trick to start --
Her dancing Eyes -- ajar -- As if their Owner were Still sparkling through For fun -- at you --
Her Morning at the door -- Devising, I am sure -- To force her sleep -- So light -- so deep --
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