She's Happy, With A New Content Poem by Emily Dickinson

She's Happy, With A New Content



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She's happy, with a new Content—
That feels to her—like Sacrament—
She's busy—with an altered Care—
As just apprenticed to the Air—

She's tearful—if she weep at all—
For blissful Causes—Most of all
That Heaven permit so meek as her—
To such a Fate—to Minister.

Monday, January 13, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
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