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The Love a Child can
show--below--
Is but a Filament--I
know--
Of that Diviner--Thing--
That faints upon the face
of Noon--
And smites the Tinder
in the Sun--
And hinders--Gabriel's--Wing!
'Tis this--in Music--
hints--and sways--
And far abroad--on
Summer Days--
Distils--uncertain--pain--
'Tis this--afflicts us
in the East--
And tints the Transit
in the West--
With Harrowing--Iodine!

'Tis This--invites--appalls--
endows--
Flits--glimmers--proves--
dissolves--
Returns--suggests--convicts--
enchants--
Then--flings in Paradise!

(Emily Dickinson)