She laid her docile Crescent down
Emily Dickinson
1396 She laid her docile Crescent down And this confiding Stone Still states to Dates that have forgot The News that she is gone— So constant to its stolid trust, The Shaft that never knew— It shames the Constancy that fled Before its emblem flew—
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