Further Poems of Emily Dickinson/We miss a kinsman more

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WE miss a kinsman more
When warranted to see
Than when withheld by oceans
From possibility.

A furlong than a league
Inflicts a pricklier pain—
Till we, who smiled at Pyrenees,
Of parishes complain!

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