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I had a daily bliss

by Emily Dickinson, 1896

I had a daily bliss
  I half indifferent viewed,
Till sudden I perceived it stir, —
  It grew as I pursued,

Till when, around a crag,
  It wasted from my sight,
Enlarged beyond my utmost scope,
  I learned its sweetness right.

Published in Poems by Emily Dickinson: Third Series

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