Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Life's Trades

It's such a little thing to weep,
  So short a thing to sigh;
And yet by trades the size of these
  We men and women die!

1. Contrast
2. The Nearest Dream Recedes, Unrealized
3. This Merit Hath the Worst
4. Who Robbed the Woods
5. Going to Heaven!

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