Emily Dickinson Poem

Must be a Woe

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Must be a Woe—
A loss or so—
To bend the eye
Best Beauty’s way—

But—once aslant
It notes Delight
As difficult
As Stalactite

A Common Bliss
Were had for less—
The price—is
Even as the Grace—

Our lord—thought no
Extravagance
To pay—a Cross—

Mute thy Coronation 🫅
Musicians wrestle everywhere 🎷🎺

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