Emily Dickinson

When I Hoped, I Recollect

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When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood At a Window facing West Roughest Air was good Not a Sleet could bite me Not a frost could cool Hope it was that kept me warm Not Merino shawl When I feared I recollect Just the Day it was Worlds were lying out to Sun Yet how Nature froze Icicles upon my soul Prickled Blue and Cool Bird went praising everywhere Only Me was still And the Day that I despaired This if I forget Nature will that it be Night After Sun has set Darkness intersect her face And put out her eye Nature hesitate before Memory and I

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