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I CAN WADE GRIEF by EMILY DICKINSON

Poet Analysis

Last Line: They'll Carry — Him!
Subject(s): GRIEF; HAPPINESS;
I can wade Grief -
Whole Pools of it -
I'm used to that -
But the least push of Joy
Breaks up my feet -
And I tip - drunken -
Let no Pebble - smile -
'Twas the New Liquor -
That was all!

Power is only Pain -
Stranded, thro' Discipline,
Till Weights - will hang -
Give Balm - to Giants -
And they'll wilt, like Men -
Give Himmaleh -
They'll Carry - Him!


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