After great pain, a formal feeling comes Emily Dickinson A - After great pain, a formal feeling comes The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs The stiff Heart questions 'was it He, that bore,’ And 'Yesterday, or Centuries before'? The Feet,…devamıAfter great pain, a formal feeling comes
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After great pain, a formal feeling comes
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs
The stiff Heart questions 'was it He, that bore,’
And 'Yesterday, or Centuries before'?
The Feet, mechanical, go round -
A Wooden way
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought -
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone -
This is the Hour of Lead - Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow
First - Chill - then Stupor - then the letting go -
