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After Great Pain A Formal Feeling Comes

After great pain, a formal feeling comes —The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs —The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,

And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round —Of Ground, or Air, or Ought —A Wooden

Regardless grown,

A Quartz contentment, like a stone — This is the Hour of Lead —Remembered, if outlived,

As Freezing persons recollect the Snow —First — Chill — then Stupor — then the letting go —

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Little known during her life, she has since been regarded as …
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