I reason, Earth is short--
And Anguish--absolute--
And many hurt,
But, what of that?
I reason, we could die--
The best Vitality
Cannot excel Decay,
But, what of that?
I reason, that in Heaven--
Somehow, it will be even--
Some new Equation, given--
But, what of that?
--Emily Dickinson, c. 1862
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