I watcher her face to see which way
Read 'I watcher her face to see which way' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
I watcher her face to see which way by Emily Dickinson
I watcher her face to see which way
She took the awful news --
Whether she died before she heard
Or in protracted bruise
Remained a few slow years with us --
Each heavier than the last --
A further afternoon to fail,
As Flower at fall of Frost.
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