This Merit Hath The Worst

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Title:     This Merit Hath The Worst
Author: Emily Dickinson [More Titles by Dickinson]

This merit hath the worst, --
It cannot be again.
When Fate hath taunted last
And thrown her furthest stone,

The maimed may pause and breathe,
And glance securely round.
The deer invites no longer
Than it eludes the hound.

[The end]
Emily Dickinson's poem: This Merit Hath The Worst

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