537 <br /> <br />Me prove it now—Whoever doubt <br />Me stop to prove it—now— <br />Make haste—the Scruple! Death be scant <br />For Opportunity— <br /> <br />The River reaches to my feet— <br />As yet—My Heart be dry— <br />Oh Lover—Life could not convince— <br />Might Death—enable Thee— <br /> <br />The River reaches to My Breast— <br />Still—still—My Hands above <br />Proclaim with their remaining Might— <br />Dost recognize the Love? <br /> <br />The River reaches to my Mouth— <br />Remember—when the Sea <br />Swept by my searching eyes—the last— <br />Themselves were quick—with Thee!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/me-prove-it-now-whoever-doubt/
