The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
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I sometimes drop it, for a Quick -The Thought to be alive - Anonymous Delight to know - And madder - to concieveconceive - Consoles a wo so monstrousThat did it tear all Day, Without an instant's Respite - 'Twould look too far - to Die - Delirium - diverts the Wretch For Whom the Scaffold neighs -The Hammock's motion lulls the Heads So close on Paradise - A Reef - crawled easy from the Sea Eats off the Brittle Line -The Sailor does'nt know the Stroke -Until He's past the Pain -