Still own thee—still thou art
Emily Dickinson
1633 Still own thee—still thou art What surgeons call alive— Though slipping—slipping I perceive To thy reportless Grave— Which question shall I clutch— What answer wrest from thee Before thou dost exude away In the recallless sea?
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