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Dying! To be afraid of thee
One must to thine Artillery
Have left exposed a Friend-
Than thine old Arrow is a Shot
Delivered straighter to the Heart
The leaving Love behind.
Not for itself, the Dust is shy,
But, enemy, Beloved be
Thy Batteries divorce.
Fight sternly in a Dying eye
Two Armies, Love and Certainty
And Love and the Reverse.
Dying! To Be Afraid Of Thee
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: friend, heart, fight, enemy, dust, afraid, arrow, thine, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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