Dying at my music!
Bubble! Bubble!
Hold me till the Octave’s run!
Quick! Burst the Windows!
Ritardando!
Phials left, and the Sun!

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Dying at my music!

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  1. Cheri says:

    I love music and this poem is amazing!!!!!

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