The Admirations-and Contempts-of Time
Emily Dickinson
906 The Admirations—and Contempts—of time— Show justest—through an Open Tomb— The Dying—as it were a Height Reorganizes Estimate And what We saw not We distinguish clear— And mostly—see not What We saw before— ’Tis Compound Vision— Light—enabling Light— The Finite—furnished With the Infinite— Convex—and Concave Witness— Back—toward Time— And forward— Toward the God of Him—
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