Emily Dickinson

Fitter to see Him, I may be

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Fitter to see Him, I may be

968 Fitter to see Him, I may be For the long Hindrance — Grace — to Me — With Summers, and with Winters, grow, Some passing Year — A trait bestow To make Me fairest of the Earth — The Waiting — then — will seem so worth I shall impute with half a pain The blame that I was chosen — then — Time to anticipate His Gaze — It's first — Delight — and then — Surprise — The turning o'er and o'er my face For Evidence it be the Grace — He left behind One Day — So less He seek Conviction, That — be This — I only must not grow so new That He'll mistake — and ask for me Of me — when first unto the Door I go — to Elsewhere go no more — I only must not change so fair He'll sigh — "The Other — She — is Where? " The Love, tho', will array me right I shall be perfect — in His sight — If He perceive the other Truth — Upon an Excellenter Youth — How sweet I shall not lack in Vain — But gain — thro' loss — Through Grief — obtain — The Beauty that reward Him best — The Beauty of Demand — at Rest —