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Lyric Poem · Death & Loss

We thirst at first—'tis Nature's Act

by Emily Dickinson

We thirst at first — 'tis Nature's Act —

And later — when we die —

A little Water supplicate —

Of fingers going by —

It intimates the finer want —

Whose adequate supply

Is that Great Water in the West —

Termed Immortality —

This poem is in the public domain.

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