Emily Dickinson
— A Syllable
Could mortal lip divine The undeveloped freight Of a delivered syllable, 'T would crumble with the weight.
Other Emily Dickinson songs:
Hope is the thing with feathers
Because I Could Not Stop for Death
Im wife—Ive finished that 199
Tell All the Truth But Tell it Slant
As Imperceptibly as Grief
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