Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.
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Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some sailor, skirting foreign shores,
Some pale reporter from the awful doors
Before the seal!
Next time, the things to see
By ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by eye.
While the ages steal,—
Slow tramp the centuries,
And the cycles wheel.