Emily Dickinson - For each ecstatic instant

For each ecstatic instant <br />We must an anguish pay <br />In keen and quivering ratio <br />To the ectasty. <br /> <br />For each beloved hour <br />Sharp pittances of years, <br />Bitter contested farthings <br />And coffers heaped with tears.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-each-ecstatic-instant/