Emily Dickinson

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

The Service Without Hope - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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The Service without Hope—
Is tenderest, I think—
Because 'tis unsustained
By stint—Rewarded Work—

Has impetus of Gain—
And impetus of Goal—
There is no Diligence like that
That knows not an Until—


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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