Emily Dickinson — "Crisis is a Hair – 'Tis the Hair that has a Bone – When we hear the Bone – we ac…"
Crisis is a Hair – 'Tis the Hair that has a Bone – When we hear the Bone – we ache – When we feel the Hair – we moan –
Crisis is a Hair – 'Tis the Hair that has a Bone – When we hear the Bone – we ache – When we feel the Hair – we moan –
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"Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate"
"The Spider holds a Silver Ball In honor of the Dew – The Gnat's enamored of the Stone – And dances in the Air –"
"How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell your name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!"
"The Sun — just touched the Morning — The Morning — Happy thing — Supposed that He had come to dwell — And Life — would all be Spring —"
"To be of use is the only way to be happy."
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