Not All Die Early, Dying Young Poem by Emily Dickinson

Not All Die Early, Dying Young

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Not all die early, dying young—
Maturity of Fate
Is consummated equally
In Ages, or a Night—

A Hoary Boy, I've known to drop
Whole statured—by the side
Of Junior of Fourscore—'twas Act
Not Period—that died.

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Emily Dickinson

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Amherst / Massachusetts
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