Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Ventures

Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.
  For the one ship that struts the shore
Many's the gallant, overwhelmed creature
  Nodding in navies nevermore.

1. Philosophy
2. This Merit Hath the Worst
3. Contrast
4. Disenchantment
5. What Soft, Cherubic Creatures

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