"Whether my bark went down at sea"

XXIV.

Whether my bark went down at sea, Whether she met with gales, Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails ; By what mystic mooring She is held to-day, — This is the errand of the eye Out upon the bay.

 

from Poems by Emily Dickinson (1890)
Unreturning	"Belshazzar had a letter"

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