Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

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I REASON, earth is short,
And anguish absolute.
And many hurt;
But what of that?
  
I reason, we could die:
The best vitality
Cannot excel decay;
But what of that?
  
I reason that in heaven
Somehow, it will be even,
Some new equation given;
But what of that?

1. A Service of Song
2. Psalm of the Day
3. Love’s Baptism
4. The Sea of Sunset
5. To Fight Aloud Is Very Brave

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