Emily Dickinson

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

I Know Lives, I Could Miss - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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I know lives, I could miss
Without a Misery—
Others—whose instant's wanting—
Would be Eternity—

The last—a scanty Number—
'Twould scarcely fill a Two—
The first—a Gnat's Horizon
Could easily outgrow—


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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