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Famous Poems by
Famous Poets :
Part One: Life, LXXVII
>> Emily Dickinson <<
I GAINED it so, By climbing slow, By catching at the twigs that grow Between the bliss and me. It hung so high, As well the sky Attempt by strategy.
I said I gained it,— This was all. Look, how I clutch it, Lest it fall, And I a pauper go; Unfitted by an instant’s grace For the contented beggar’s face I wore an hour ago.
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