Emily Dickinson　　The last Night that She lived　　It was a Common Night　　Except the Dying -- this to Us　　Made Nature different　　We noticed smallest things --　　Things overlooked before　　By this great light upon our Minds　　Italicized -- as 'twere.

　　As We went out and in　　Between Her final Room　　And Rooms where Those to be alive　　Tomorrow were, a Blame　　That Others could exist　　While She must finish quite　　A Jealousy for Her arose　　So nearly infinite --　　We waited while She passed --　　It was a narrow time --　　Too jostled were Our Souls to speak　　At length the notice came.

　　She mentioned, and forgot --　　Then lightly as a Reed　　Bent to the Water, struggled scarce --　　Consented, and was dead --　　And We -- We placed the Hair --　　And drew the Head erect --　　And then an awful leisure was　　Belief to regulate --【The last Night that She lived查看网站：[db:时间]】