Praise it — ’tis dead —
It cannot glow —
Warm this inclement Ear
With the encomium it earned
Since it was gathered here —
Invest this alabaster Zest
In the Delights of Dust —
Remitted — since it flitted it
In recusance august.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Praise it — ’tis dead —

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  1. Debbie says:

    When your climbing up a tree and its running down your knee “Diarrohea”

    When you sitting in the lufft and your craping something soft “Diarrohea”

    When your sitting in the gutter and your eating bread and butter “Diarrohea”

    No it isnt very fun when you got a running bum “Diarrohea”

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