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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