A Tooth upon Our Peace
Emily Dickinson
459 A Tooth upon Our Peace The Peace cannot deface— Then Wherefore be the Tooth? To vitalize the Grace— The Heaven hath a Hell— Itself to signalize— And every sign before the Place Is Gilt with Sacrifice—
459 A Tooth upon Our Peace The Peace cannot deface— Then Wherefore be the Tooth? To vitalize the Grace— The Heaven hath a Hell— Itself to signalize— And every sign before the Place Is Gilt with Sacrifice—
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