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| Delight is as the flight --
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| Written by: | Emily Dickinson (other works)
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| Poem #: | 257
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| Language: | English
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| Type: | Poetry
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| Preceded by: | If I'm lost -- now -256-
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| Succeeded by: | There's a certain Slant of light, -258-
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Delight is as the flight --
Or in the Ratio of it,
As the Schools would say --
The Rainbow's way --
A Skein
Flung colored, after Rain,
Would suit as bright,
Except that flight
Were Aliment --
"If it would last"
I asked the East,
When that Bent Stripe
Struck up my childish
Firmament --
And I, for glee,
Took Rainbows, as the common way,
And empty Skies
The Eccentricity --
And so with Lives --
And so with Butterflies --
Seen magic -- through the fright
That they will cheat the sight --
And Dower latitudes far on --
Some sudden morn --
Our portion -- in the fashion --
Done --
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