Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson (Barnes & Noble Classics Series)

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That Love is all there is,
Is all we know of Love
“Much madness is divinest sense
PAIN has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself, Its infinite realms contain Its past, enlightened to perceive New periods of pain.

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