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As by the dead we love to sit

As by the dead we love to sit

As by the dead we love to sit,
Become so wondrous dear
As for the lost we grapple
Tho’ all the rest are here

In broken mathematics
We estimate our prize
Vast in its fading ration
To our penurious eyes!



Poem As by the dead we love to sit - Emily Dickinson