Poems — Third Series by Emily Dickinson, Mabel Loomis Todd

The Past Is Such a Curious Creature

The past is such a curious creature, To look her in the face A transport may reward us, Or a disgrace.

Unarmed if any meet her, I charge him, fly! Her rusty ammunition Might yet reply!

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