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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 323 of 446 · Third Series: Life

Poem 42

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To hang our head ostensibly,
And subsequent to find
That such was not the posture
Of our immortal mind,

Affords the sly presumption
That, in so dense a fuzz,
You, too, take cobweb attitudes
Upon a plane of gauze!

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