POEMS OF EMILY DICKINSON
CXII
ARE friends delight or pain?
Could bounty but remain
Riches were good.
Could bounty but remain
Riches were good.
But if they only stay
Bolder to fly away,
Riches are sad.
Bolder to fly away,
Riches are sad.
CXIII
ASHES denote that fire was;
Respect the grayest pile
For the departed creature’s sake
That hovered there awhile.
Respect the grayest pile
For the departed creature’s sake
That hovered there awhile.
Fire exists the first in light,
And then consolidates,—
Only the chemist can disclose
Into what carbonates.
And then consolidates,—
Only the chemist can disclose
Into what carbonates.
CXIV
FATE slew him, but he did not drop
She felled—he did not fall—
Impaled him on her fiercest stakes —
He neutralized them all.
She felled—he did not fall—
Impaled him on her fiercest stakes —
He neutralized them all.
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