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The Atlantic Monthly/Volume 2/Number 1/Beatrice

 How was I worthy so divine a loss,

    Deepening my midnights, kindling all my morns?

  Why waste such precious wood to make my cross,

    Such far-sought roses for my crown of thorns?
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Century Magazine/Volume 49/Issue 1/The Mother Who Died Too
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Author:Emily Dickinson/1-99
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The First Half of the Seventeenth Century/Chapter 1

      "North and South too many an hour

            I've by the skipper held the wheel;

       Seen too many a hissing shower

            O'er my old sou'-wester reel."

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Translation:Catullus 1

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