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1296 Death’s Waylaying not the sharpest Of the thefts of Time— There Marauds a sorer Robber, Silence—is his name— No Assault, nor any Menace Doth betoken him. But from Life’s consummate Cluster— He supplants the Balm.
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Death’s Waylaying not the sharpest
1296 Death’s Waylaying not the sharpest Of the thefts of Time— There Marauds a sorer Robber, Silence—is his name— No Assault, nor any Menace Doth betoken him. But from Life’s consummate Cluster— He supplants the Balm.
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American