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Emily Dickinson (1830–86).  Complete Poems.  1924.

Part One: Life

CXXXV


IS bliss, then, such abyss
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?
  
I ’d rather suit my foot
Than save my boot,        5
For yet to buy another pair
Is possible
At any fair.
  
But bliss is sold just once;
The patent lost        10
None buy it any more.

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