Invain dickinson lcw
in vain by emily dickinson read for libravox dot org by larry wilson i cannot live with you it would be life and life is over there behind the shelf the sexton keeps the key to putting up our life his porcelain like a cup discarded of the housewife quaint and broken a newer severus pleases old ones crack i could not die without you for one must wait to shut the other's gaze down you could not and i could i stand by and see you freeze with my right of frost death's privilege nor could i rise with you because your face would put out jesus that new grace glowed plain and foreign on my homesick eye except that you than he shone closer by they judgest how for you served heaven you know or sought to i could not because you saturated sight i had no more eyes for sordid excellence as paradise
And were you lost, I would be, though my name rang loudest on the heavenly fame. And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that self were held to me. So we must keep apart. You there, I hear, with just the door jar that oceans are, and prayer, and that pale sustenance, despair. End of poem.
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