1762
Were natural mortal lady
Who had so little time
To pack her trunk and order
The great exchange of clime-
How rapid, how momentous-
What exigencies were-
But nature will be ready
And have an hour to spare.
To make some trifle fairer
That was too fair before-
Enchanting by remaining,
And by departure more.
Were Natural Mortal Lady
Emily Dickinson
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