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The waters chased him as he fled,

By Emily DickinsonSource: Emily Dickinson - PoetryDB (Public Domain)48 words

The waters chased him as he fled,

Not daring look behind --

A billow whispered in his Ear,

"Come home with me, my friend --

My parlor is of shriven glass,

My pantry has a fish

For every palate in the Year" --

To this revolting bliss

The object floating at his side

Made no distinct reply.

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