<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385465" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">After great pain, a formal feeling comes --<br>The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs<br>The stiff Heart questions, was it He, that bore,<br>And Yesterday, or Centuries before?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Feet, mechanical, go round --<br>Of Ground, or Air, or Ought --<br>A Wooden way<br>Regardless grown,<br>A Quartz contentment, like a stone --</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is the Hour of Lead --<br>Remembered, if outlived,<br>As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow --<br>First -- Chill -- then Stupor -- then the letting go --</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Dickinson">Emily Dickinson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385465" data-title="After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341) de Emily Dickinson" data-description="After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs The stiff Heart questions, was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before? The Feet, mechanical, go round -- Of Ground, or Air, or Ought -- A Wooden way ..."></div> </div> </div>

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