Emily Dickinson

Must Be A Woe

poem 571

Must be a Woe A loss or so To bend the eye Best Beauty’s way But once aslant It notes Delight As difficult As Stalactite A Common Bliss Were had for less The price is Even as the Grace Our lord thought no Extravagance To pay a Cross

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