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Emily Dickinson's Collected Poems

Part Two: Love 42. To lose thee, sweeter than to gain

To lose thee, sweeter than to gain

All other hearts I knew.

'T is true the drought is destitute,

But then I had the dew!


The Caspian has its realms of sand,

Its other realm of sea;

Without the sterile perquisite

No Caspian could be.

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