Sympathy Quotes

Expanse cannot be lost
Not Joy, but a Decree
Is Deity
His Scene, Infinity
Whose rumor’s Gate was shut so tight
Before my Beam was sown,
Not even a Prognostic’s push
Could make a Dent thereon

The World that thou hast opened
Shuts for thee,
But not alone,
We all have followed thee
Escape more slowly
To thy Tracts of Sheen
The Tent is listening,
But the Troops are gone!

(Poem By Emily Dickinson)

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