Emily Dickinson

It’s Thoughts and Just One Heart

It’s thoughts and just One Heart And Old Sunshine about Make frugal Ones Content And two or three for Company Upon a Holiday Crowded as Sacrament Books when the Unit Spare the Tenant long eno’ A Picture if it Care Itself a Gallery too rare For needing more Flowers to keep the Eyes from going awkward When it snows A Bird if they prefer Though Winter fire sing clear as Plover To our ear A Landscape not so great To suffocate the Eye A Hill perhaps Perhaps the profile of a Mill Turned by the Wind Tho’ such are luxuries It’s thoughts and just two Heart And Heaven about At least a Counterfeit We would not have Correct And Immortality can be almost Not quite Content

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