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I sometimes drop it, for a Quick

I sometimes drop it, for a Quick

I sometimes drop it, for a Quick
The Thought to be alive
Anonymous Delight to know
And Madder to conceive

Consoles a Woe so monstrous
That did it tear all Day,
Without an instant’s Respite
‘Twould look too far to Die



Poem I sometimes drop it, for a Quick - Emily Dickinson