The poem
The going from a world we know To one a wonder still Is like the child's adversity Whose vista is a hill, Behind the hill is sorcery And everything unknown, But will the secret compensate For climbing it alone?

The poem
The going from a world we know To one a wonder still Is like the child's adversity Whose vista is a hill, Behind the hill is sorcery And everything unknown, But will the secret compensate For climbing it alone?
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When I first come to America I read Emily Dickinson. She help me through hard times when I learn English. I really inspired by her poems. This make me love America more.