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Undue Significance a starving man attaches
To Food—
Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Hopeless—
And therefore—Good—
Partaken&mdash ;it relieves—indeed—
But proves us
That Spices fly
In the Receipt—It was the Distance—
Was Savory—
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- The Admirations—and Contempts—of Time
- You Cannot Put A Fire Out
- I Had Been Hungry All The Years-
- It's All I Have To Bring Today
- The Loneliness One Dare Not Sound
