Hope (Poem by Emily Dickinson)

Daily Classic Poem

By Emily Dickinson

Hope is a subtle glutton;
    He feeds upon the fair;
And yet, inspected closely,
    What abstinence is there!

His is the halcyon table
    That never seats but one,
And whatsoever is consumed
    The same amounts remain.

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