Emily Dickinson

If I Should Die

poem 54

If I should die, And you should live And time should gurgle on And morn should beam And noon should burn As it has usual done If Birds should build as early And Bees as bustling go One might depart at option From enterprise below! ‘Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand When we with Daisies lie That Commerce will continue And Trades as briskly fly It makes the parting tranquil And keeps the soul serene That gentlemen so sprightly Conduct the pleasing scene!

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