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The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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The Martyr Poets—did not tell—
But wrought their Pang in syllable—
That when their mortal name be numb—
Their mortal fate—encourage Some—

The Martyr Painters—never spoke—
Bequeathing—rather—to their Work—
That when their conscious fingers cease—
Some seek in Art—the Art of Peace—
Book: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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