I live with Him -- I see his face -- I go no more away For Visitor -- or Sundown-- Death's single privacy Dreams -- are well -- but Waking's better, If One wake at Morn -- If One wake at Midnight - better -- Dreaming -- of the Dawn -- This is my letter to the World That never wrote to me-- The simple News that Nature told-- With tender Majesty In those years, Dickinson seems to have found her "voice" as a poet.

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Then he said, "Let me go, for dawn is breaking." But he answered, "I will not let you go, unless you bless me." Said the other, "What is your name?"

那人说，“天黎明了，容我去吧，“但他说，“你不给我,祝福，我就不容你去，“那人说，“你名叫甚么？“他回“

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