Beauty crowds me till I die,
Beauty, mercy have on me;
But if I expire today,
Let it be in sight of thee.
~ Emily Dickinson
In her poem, Emily Dickinson intimately reflects on the profound impact beauty has had on her own life journey. She acknowledges its overwhelming presence, almost consuming her. Dickinson pleads for mercy from this overpowering force, expressing a desire to be in its presence even in death.
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