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Emily Dickinson ( 1830-1886 )

Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all.
A shady friend for torrid days
Is easier to find.
Than one of higher temperature
For frigid hour of mind.
A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
The robin is the one
That interrupts the morn
With hurried, few, express reports
When March is scarcely on.
To hear an oriole sing
May be a common thing
Or only a divine.
I taste a liquor never brewed,
From tankards scooped in pearl;
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.