Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part One: Life
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| DROWNING is not so pitiful | |
| As the attempt to rise. | |
| Three times, t is said, a sinking man | |
| Comes up to face the skies, | |
| And then declines forever | 5 |
| To that abhorred abode | |
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| Where hope and he part company, | |
| For he is grasped of God. | |
| The Makers cordial visage, | |
| However good to see, | 10 |
| Is shunned, we must admit it, | |
| Like an adversity. | |
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