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Poem	If I may have it, when it's dead, I'll be contented -- so -- If just as soon as Breath is out It shall belong to me -- Until they lock it in the Grave, 'Tis Bliss I cannot weigh -- For tho' they lock Thee in the Grave, Myself -- can own 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 -- I'll tell Thee All -- how Bald it grew -- How Midnight felt, at first -- to me -- How all the Clocks stopped in the World -- And Sunshine pinched me -- 'Twas so cold -- Then how the Grief got sleepy -- some -- As if my Soul were deaf and dumb -- Just making signs -- across -- to Thee -- That this way -- thou could'st notice me -- I'll tell you how I tried to keep A smile, to show you, when this Deep All Waded -- We look back for Play, At those Old Times -- in Calvary, Forgive me, if the Grave come slow -- For Coveting to look at Thee -- Forgive me, if to stroke thy frost Outvisions Paradise!
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