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Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part One: Life LII |
| VICTORY comes late, | |
| And is held low to freezing lips | |
| Too rapt with frost | |
| To take it. | |
| How sweet it would have tasted, | 5 |
| Just a drop! | |
| Was God so economical? | |
| His table’s spread too high for us | |
| Unless we dine on tip-toe. | |
| Crumbs fit such little mouths, | 10 |
| Cherries suit robins; | |
| The eagle’s golden breakfast | |
| Strangles them. | |
| God keeps his oath to sparrows, | |
| Who of little love | 15 |
| Know how to starve! |
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