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This Merit hath the worst --

 This Merit hath the worst --
It cannot be again --
When Fate hath taunted last
And thrown Her furthest Stone --

The Maimed may pause, and breathe,
And glance securely round --
The Deer attracts no further
Than it resists -- the Hound --

Poem by Emily Dickinson
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