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Robbed by Death but that was easy

Robbed by Death but that was easy
To the failing Eye
I could hold the latest Glowing
Robbed by Liberty

For Her Jugular Defences
This, too, I endured
Hint of Glory it afforded
For the Brave Beloved

Fraud of Distance Fraud of Danger,
Fraud of Death to bear
It is Bounty to Suspense’s
Vague Calamity

Stalking our entire Possession
On a Hair’s result
Then seesawing coolly on it
Trying if it split

Poem Robbed by Death but that was easy - Emily Dickinson