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A great Hope fell

Emily Dickinson·1830–1886
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A great Hope fellYou heard no noiseThe Ruin was withinOh cunning wreck that told no taleAnd let no Witness in The mind was built for mighty FreightFor dread occasion plannedHow often foundering at SeaOstensibly, on Land A not admitting of the woundUntil it grew so wideThat all my Life had entered itAnd there were troughs beside A closing of the simple lidThat opened to the sunUntil the tender CarpenterPerpetual nail it down --