Her Losses make our Gains ashamed --
She bore Life's empty Pack
As gallantly as if the East
Were swinging at her Back.
Life's empty Pack is heaviest,
As every Porter knows --
In vain to punish Honey --
It only sweeter grows.

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Poet: Emily Dickinson
Poem: 1562. Her Losses make our Gains ashamed --
Volume: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Year: Published/Written in 1955
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