Taking up the fair Ideal,
Just to cast her down
When a fracture — we discover —
Or a splintered Crown —
Makes the Heavens portable —
And the Gods — a lie —
Doubtless — “Adam” — scowled at Eden —
For his perjury!
Cherishing — our pool Ideal —
Till in purer dress —
We behold her — glorified —
Comforts — search — like this —
Till the broken creatures —
We adored — for whole —
Stains — all washed —
Transfigured — mended —
Meet us — with a smile —
(Emily Dickinson)
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