How many schemes may die
Emily Dickinson
1150 How many schemes may die In one short Afternoon Entirely unknown To those they most concern— The man that was not lost Because by accident He varied by a Ribbon’s width From his accustomed route— The Love that would not try Because beside the Door It must be competitions Some unsuspecting Horse was tied Surveying his Despair
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