971 <br /> <br />Robbed by Death—but that was easy— <br />To the failing Eye <br />I could hold the latest Glowing— <br />Robbed by Liberty <br /> <br />For Her Jugular Defences— <br />This, too, I endured— <br />Hint of Glory—it afforded— <br />For the Brave Beloved— <br /> <br />Fraud of Distance—Fraud of Danger, <br />Fraud of Death—to bear— <br />It is Bounty—to Suspense's <br />Vague Calamity— <br /> <br />Stalking our entire Possession <br />On a Hair's result— <br />Then—seesawing—coolly—on it— <br />Trying if it split—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/robbed-by-death-but-that-was-easy/
