The Funeral

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XIII. THE FUNERAL.

That short, potential stir
That each can make but once,
That bustle so illustrious
'T is almost consequence,

Is the éclat of death.
Oh, thou unknown renown
That not a beggar would accept,
Had he the power to spurn !

 
from Poems by Emily Dickinson (1890)
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