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

Part Five: The Single Hound

CXXXIII

HAD this one day not been,

Or could it cease to be—

How smitten, how superfluous

Were every other day!

Lest Love should value less

What Loss would value more,

Had it the stricken privilege—

It cherishes before.