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Famous Poems by
Famous Poets :
Part Four: Time and Eternity, C
>> Emily Dickinson <<
’T IS whiter than an Indian pipe, ’T is dimmer than a lace; No stature has it, like a fog, When you approach the place.
Not any voice denotes it here, Or intimates it there; A spirit, how doth it accost? What customs hath the air?
This limitless hyperbole Each one of us shall be; ’T is drama, if (hypothesis) It be not tragedy!
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