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148: Find purpose without direction.

149: Affirm that some truth is still possible, though a final truth is not.

Created on 2004-05-14 17:02:40 (#3148234), last updated 2004-07-08

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Name:ashevillian
Birthdate:10-16
Location:Asheville, North Carolina, United States
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A Bird came down the Walk --
He did not know I saw --
He bit an Angleworm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw,

And then he drank a Dew
From a convenient Grass --
And then hopped sidewise to the Wall
To let a Beetle pass --

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all around --
They looked like frightened Beads, I thought --
He stirred his Velvet Head

Like one in danger, Cautious,
I offered him a Crumb
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home --

Than Oars divide the Ocean,
Too silver for a seam --
Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon
Leap, plashless as they swim.

-- Emily Dickinson
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