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The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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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.
Book: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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