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“Because that you are going And never coming back And I, however absolute, May overlook your Track - Because that Death is final, However first it be, This instant be suspended Above Mortality - Significance that each has lived The other to detect Discovery not God himself Could now annihilate Eternity, Presumption The instant I perceive That you, who were Existence Yourself forgot to live - The “Life that is” will then have been A thing I never knewAs Paradise fictitious Until the Realm of you- The “Life that is to be,” to me, A Residence too plain Unless in my Redeemer’s Face I recognize your own - Of Immortality who doubts He may exchange with me Curtailed by your obscuring Face Of everything but He - Of Heaven and Hell I also yield The Right to reprehend To whoso would commute this Face For his less priceless Friend.”

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Book:The Poems of Emily Dickinson
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The Poems of Emily Dickinson

This volume includes a selection of Emily Dickinson's renowned poems, showcasing her unique approach to verse, which often features unconventional punctuation and a focus on personal reflection and spiritual inquiry. more

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Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson was a renowned American poet of the 19th century, known for her unique poetic style and profound introspection. Her poetry is characterized by its concise form and philosophical language, often exploring themes such as life, death, nature, and religion. more

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