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POEMS OF EMILY DICKINSON

CXXXVIII

SOFTENED by Time’s consummate plush,How sleek the woe appearsThat threatened childhood’s citadelAnd undermined the years!
Bisected now by bleaker griefs,We envy the despairThat devastated childhood’s realm,So easy to repair.

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