It Knew No Medicine, par Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

It Knew No Medicine

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It knew no Medicine—

It was not Sickness—then—

Nor any need of Surgery—

And therefore—'twas not Pain—

It moved away the Cheeks—

A Dimple at a time—

And left the Profile—plainer—

And in the place of Bloom

It left the little Tint

That never had a Name—

You’ve seen it on a Cast’s face—

Was Paradise—to blame—

If momently ajar—

Temerity—drew near—

And sickened—ever afterward

For Somewhat that it saw?

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