Poems by Emily Dickinson-3
XXV. WITH FLOWERS.

Emily Dick

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If recollecting were forgetting,

Then I remember not;

And if forgetting, recollecting,

How near I had forgot!

And if to miss were merry,

And if to mourn were gay,

How very blithe the fingers

That gathered these to-day!

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