Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

No Time to Hate

I had no time to hate, because
The grave would hinder me,
And life was not so ample I
Could finish enmity.

Nor had I time to love, but since
Some industry must be,
The little toil of love, I thought,
Was large enough for me.

1. Is Heaven a Physician?
2. Delight Becomes Pictorial
3. A Thought Went up My Mind To-day
4. A Poor Torn Heart, a Tattered Heart
5. Too Much

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