Song: Tis not that Dying hurts us so
Viewed: 67 - Published at: 8 years ago
Artist: Emily Dickinson
Year: 2013Viewed: 67 - Published at: 8 years ago
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'Tis not that Dying hurts us so
'Tis Living — hurts us more
But Dying — is a different way
A Kind behind the Door
The Southern Custom — of the Bird
That ere the Frosts are due
Accepts a better Latitude
We — are the Birds — that stay
The Shrivers round Farmers' doors
For whose reluctant Crumb
We stipulate — till pitying Snows
Persuade our Feathers Home
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so
'Tis Living — hurts us more
But Dying — is a different way
A Kind behind the Door
The Southern Custom — of the Bird
That ere the Frosts are due
Accepts a better Latitude
We — are the Birds — that stay
The Shrivers round Farmers' doors
For whose reluctant Crumb
We stipulate — till pitying Snows
Persuade our Feathers Home
( Emily Dickinson )
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