Emily Dickinson
The Doomed—regard the Sunrise
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The Doomed—regard the Sunrise
With different Delight
Because—when next it burns abroad
They doubt to witness it

The Man—to die—tomorrow
Harks for the Meadow Bird
Because its Music stirs the Axe
That clamors for his head

Joyful—to whom the Sunrise
Precedes Enamored—Day
Joyful—for whom the Meadow Bird
Has ought but Elegy!