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Emily Dickinson's Collected Poems

Part Two: Love 45. I've got an arrow here

I've got an arrow here;

Loving the hand that sent it,

I the dart revere.


Fell, they will say, in 'skirmish'!

Vanquished, my soul will know,

By but a simple arrow

Sped by an archer's bow.

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