What shall I do – it Whimpers so – Emily Dickinson

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What shall I do—it whimpers so—

This little Hound within the Heart

All day and night with bark and start—

And yet, it will not go—

Would you untie it, were you me—

Would it stop whining—if to Thee—

I sent it—even now?
It should not tease you—

By your chair—or, on the mat—

Or if it dare—to climb your dizzy knee—

Or—sometimes at your side to run—

When you were willing—

Shall it come?

Tell Carlo—

He’ll tell me! 

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About भण्डारी2013

Has a reflective and idealistic types of personality. Loves to participate in Social activities. Extremely loyal by nature. Laid back unless a strongly held value is threatened and a talented writer too.
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