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Poems by Emily Dickinson: Compensation

by EmilyDickinson
Escape
The Martyrs

Compensation

Compensation

For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy.
For each beloved hour
Sharp pittances of years,
Bitter contested farthings
And coffers heaped with tears.
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