Poems by Emily Dickinson (Third Series): Lost Joy
Updated May 6, 2020 |
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Lost Joy
Lost Joy
I had a daily bliss
I half indifferent viewed,
Till sudden I perceived it stir, —
It grew as I pursued,
I half indifferent viewed,
Till sudden I perceived it stir, —
It grew as I pursued,
Till when, around a crag,
It wasted from my sight,
Enlarged beyond my utmost scope,
I learned its sweetness right.
It wasted from my sight,
Enlarged beyond my utmost scope,
I learned its sweetness right.
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