As by the dead we love to sit,
Become so wondrous dear —
As for the lost we grapple
Tho’ all the rest are here —
In broken mathematics
We estimate our prize
Vast — in its fading ration
To our penurious eyes!
As by the dead we love to sit,
Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem As by the dead we love to sit,
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It is not “fading ration,” it is “fading ratio.” Goes with “mathematics,” see?
we do ,for the dead we might know or not we sit we sit