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Praise it-'tis dead-
It cannot glow-
Warm this inclement Ear
With the encomium it earned
Since it was gathered here-
Invest this alabaster Zest
In the Delights of Dust-
Remitted-since it flitted it
In recusance august.
Praise It''tis Dead'
Emily Dickinson
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