<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My first well Day—since many ill</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">574</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My first well Day—since many ill—<br>I asked to go abroad,<br>And take the Sunshine in my hands,<br>And see the things in Pod—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A 'blossom just when I went in<br>To take my Chance with pain—<br>Uncertain if myself, or He,<br>Should prove the strongest One.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Summer deepened, while we strove—<br>She put some flowers away—<br>And Redder cheeked Ones—in their stead—<br>A fond—illusive way—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To cheat Herself, it seemed she tried—<br>As if before a child<br>To fade—Tomorrow—Rainbows held<br>The Sepulchre, could hide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She dealt a fashion to the Nut—<br>She tied the Hoods to Seeds—<br>She dropped bright scraps of Tint, about—<br>And left Brazilian Threads</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On every shoulder that she met—<br>Then both her Hands of Haze<br>Put up—to hide her parting Grace<br>From our unfitted eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My loss, by sickness—Was it Loss?<br>Or that Ethereal Gain<br>One earns by measuring the Grave—<br>Then—measuring the Sun—</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=385939" data-title="My first well Day—since many ill de Emily Dickinson" data-description="574 My first well Day—since many ill— I asked to go abroad, And take the Sunshine in my hands, And see the things in Pod— A 'blossom just when I went in To take my Chance with pain— Uncertain if myself, or He, Should prove the strongest ..."></div> </div> </div>

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