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Whether My Bark Went Down at Sea
by:
Emily Dickinson
(1830-1886)
Whether my bark went down at sea,
Whether she met with gales,
Whether to isles enchanted
She bent her docile sails;
By what mystic mooring
She is held to-day, --
This is the errand of the eye
Out upon the bay.
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poems by Emily Dickinson