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Pain—expands the Time—
Ages coil within
The minute Circumference
Of a single Brain—
Pain contracts—the Time—
Occupied with Shot
Gamuts of Eternities
Are as they were not—
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- The Judge Is Like The Owl
- The Service Without Hope
- If Anybody's Friend Be Dead
- The Beggar Lad&Mdash;Dies Early
- The Manner Of Its Death