(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

So Proud She Was To Die

So proud she was to die
It made us all ashamed
That what we cherished, so unknown
To her desire seemed.

So satisfied to go
Where none of us should be,
Immediately, that anguish stooped
Almost to jealousy.

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........so imaginative and nicely composed ★