"I went to thank her"

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I went to thank her,
But she slept ;
Her bed a funnelled stone,
With nosegays at the head and foot,
That travellers had thrown,

Who went to thank her ;
But she slept.
'T was short to cross the sea
To look upon her like, alive,
But turning back 't was slow.


 
from Poems by Emily Dickinson (1890)
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