Poems — Third Series by Emily Dickinson, Mabel Loomis Todd

The Grave My Little Cottage Is

The grave my little cottage is, Where, keeping house for thee, I make my parlor orderly, And lay the marble tea,

For two divided, briefly, A cycle, it may be, Till everlasting life unite In strong society.

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