Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

For Each Ecstatic Instant - Poem by Emily Dickinson

For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ectasty.

For each beloved hour
Sharp pittances of years,
Bitter contested farthings
And coffers heaped with tears.

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  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (4/29/2014 1:41:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2001

Poem Edited: Friday, April 3, 2015

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