Poem A Day

Robbed by Death -- but that was easy --

by Emily Dickinson

Robbed by Death -- but that was easy --

To the failing Eye

I could hold the latest Glowing --

Robbed by Liberty

For Her Jugular Defences --

This, too, I endured --

Hint of Glory -- it afforded --

For the Brave Beloved --

Fraud of Distance -- Fraud of Danger,

Fraud of Death -- to bear --

It is Bounty -- to Suspense's

Vague Calamity --

Stalking our entire Possession

On a Hair's result --

Then -- seesawing -- coolly -- on it --

Trying if it split --

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Poem A Day

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