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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>We see—Comparatively</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">534</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We see—Comparatively—<br>The Thing so towering high<br>We could not grasp its segment<br>Unaided—Yesterday—</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> This Morning's finer Verdict—<br>Makes scarcely worth the toil—<br>A furrow—Our Cordillera—<br>Our Apennine—a Knoll—</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Perhaps 'tis kindly—done us—<br>The Anguish—and the loss—<br>The wrenching—for His Firmament<br>The Thing belonged to us—</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To spare these Striding Spirits<br>Some Morning of Chagrin—<br>The waking in a Gnat's—embrace—<br>Our Giants—further on—</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Emily+Dickinson">Emily Dickinson</a></strong></div>

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