Emily Dickinson

I Cannot Buy It ’Tis Not Sold

poem 840

I cannot buy it ’tis not sold There is no other in the World Mine was the only one I was so happy I forgot To shut the Door And it went out And I am all alone If I could find it Anywhere I would not mind the journey there Though it took all my store But just to look it in the Eye Did’st thou? Thou did’st not mean, to say, Then, turn my Face away.

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