Out of sight? What of that? lyrics
by Emily Dickinson
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Out of sight? What of that?
See the Bird—reach it!
Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep
Round the Steep Air
Danger! What is that to Her?
Better 'tis to fail—there
Than debate—here
Blue is Blue—the World through
Amber—Amber—Dew—Dew
Seek—Friend—and see
Heaven is shy of Earth—that's all
Bashful Heaven—thy Lovers small
Hide—too—from thee