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two Swimmers Wrestled On The Spar

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Two swimmers wrestled on the spar
Until the morning sun,
When one turned smiling to the land.
O God, the other one!

The stray ships passing spied a face
Upon the waters borne,
With eyes in death still begging raised,
And hands beseeching thrown.

(C) Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
03/10/2020


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