Sweet hours have perished here;
Emily Dickinson
1767 Sweet hours have perished here; This is a mighty room; Within its precincts hopes have played,— Now shadows in the tomb.
1767 Sweet hours have perished here; This is a mighty room; Within its precincts hopes have played,— Now shadows in the tomb.
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