Victory comes late

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(thing) by Irfan (2.7 mon) (print) ? (I like it!) Wed Jun 05 2002 at 2:41:59

Victory comes late
By Emily Dickinson

Victory comes late,
And is held low to freezing lips
Too rapt with frost
To take it.
How sweet it would have tasted,
Just a drop!
Was God so economical?
His table's spread too high for us
Unless we dine on tip-toe.
Crumbs fit such little mouths,
Cherries suit robins;
The eagle's golden breakfast
Strangles them.
God keeps his oath to sparrows,
Who of little love
Know how to starve!

A light exists in spring	One need not be a chamber to be haunted	The force that through the green fuse drives the flower	Before you thought of spring
is this seat taken?	Walt Whitman	free verse	Pablo Neruda
poetry	I had been hungry all the years	The sky is low, the clouds are mean	There is no frigate like a book
A Bird Came Down	Emily Dickinson

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