Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

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A thought went up my mind to-day
That I have had before,
But did not finish, -- some way back,
I could not fix the year,

Nor where it went, nor why it came
The second time to me,
Nor definitely what it was,
Have I the art to say.

But somewhere in my soul, I know
I 've met the thing before;
It just reminded me -- 't was all --
And came my way no more.

1. The Thought Beneath So Slight a Film
2. Sight
3. The Hemlock
4. Two Swimmers Wrestled on the Spar
5. Sleep Is Supposed to Be

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