Till the End
Emily Dickinson
1830 to 1886
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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It listening, listening, went to sleep
While I was gone, and I — too late —
If I should disappoint the eyes
That hunted, hunted so, to see,
So sure I'd come — so sure I'd come,
Where midnight frosts had lain!
Telling my tardy name, —
Because — because if he should die
Since breaking then, since breaking then,
Were useless as next morning's sun,
And could not bear to shut until
They "noticed" me — they noticed me;
My heart would wish it broke before,
Should reach the heart that wanted me;
If I should stab the patient faith
I should not dare to leave my friend,