586 <br /> <br />We talked as Girls do— <br />Fond, and late— <br />We speculated fair, on every subject, but the Grave— <br />Of ours, none affair— <br /> <br />We handled Destinies, as cool— <br />As we—Disposers—be— <br />And God, a Quiet Party <br />To our Authority— <br /> <br />But fondest, dwelt upon Ourself <br />As we eventual—be— <br />When Girls to Women, softly raised <br />We—occupy—Degree— <br /> <br />We parted with a contract <br />To cherish, and to write <br />But Heaven made both, impossible <br />Before another night.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-talked-as-girls-do/
