The Whole of It Came Not at Once, par Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

The Whole of It Came Not at Once

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The Whole of it came not at once—

’Twas Murder by degrees—

A Thrust—and then for Life a chance—

The Bliss to cauterize—

The Cat reprieves the Mouse

She eases from her teeth

Just long enough for Hope to tease—

Then mashes it to death—

’Tis Life’s award—to die—

Contenteder if once—

Than dying half—then rallying

For consciouser Eclipse—

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