Famous Poems by
Famous Poets :
Part Four: Time and Eternity, CXXVI
>> Emily Dickinson <<
IF I may have it when it ’s dead
I will contented be;
If just as soon as breath is out
It shall belong to me,
Until they lock it in the grave,
’T is bliss I cannot weigh,
For though they lock thee in the grave,
Myself can hold the key.
Think of it, lover! I and thee
Permitted face to face to be;
After a life, a death we ’ll say,—
For death was that, and this is thee.