Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Hope (Hope is a subtle glutton)

Hope is a subtle glutton;
  He feeds upon the fair;
And yet, inspected closely,
  What abstinence is there!

His is the halcyon table
  That never seats but one,
And whatsoever is consumed
  The same amounts remain.

1. If I Should Die
2. Saved!
3. A Syllable
4. Two Swimmers Wrestled on the Spar
5. Unto My Books So Good to Turn

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