468 <br /> <br />The Manner of its Death <br />When Certain it must die— <br />'Tis deemed a privilege to choose— <br />'Twas Major Andre's Way— <br /> <br />When Choice of Life—is past— <br />There yet remains a Love <br />Its little Fate to stipulate— <br /> <br />How small in those who live— <br /> <br />The Miracle to tease <br />With Bable of the styles— <br />How "they are Dying mostly—now"— <br />And Customs at "St. James"!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-manner-of-its-death/
