I see thee better—in the Dark— br I do not need a Light— br The Love of Thee—a Prism be— br Excelling Violet— br br I see thee better for the Years br That hunch themselves between— br The Miner's Lamp—sufficient be— br To nullify the Mine— br br And in the Grave—I see Thee best— br Its little Panels be br Aglow—All ruddy—with the Light br I held so high, for Thee— br br What need of Day— br To Those whose Dark—hath so—surpassing Sun— br It deem it be—Continually— br At the Meridian?br br Emily Dickinsonbr br