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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 114 of 446 · First Series: Time and Eternity

Poem 39

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I shall know why, when time is over, And I have ceased to wonder why; Christ will explain each separate anguish In the fair schoolroom of the sky.

He will tell me what Peter promised, And I, for wonder at his woe, I shall forget the drop of anguish That scalds me now, that scalds me now.

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