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His voice decrepit was with Joy

His voice decrepit was with Joy
Her words did totter so
How old the News of Love must be
To make Lips elderly
That purled a moment since with Glee
Is it Delight or Woe
Or Terror that do decorate
This livid interview


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Poem His voice decrepit was with Joy - Emily Dickinson