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Poems by Emily Dickinson, Series One

III.

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ROUGE ET NOIR.

Soul, wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost, indeed, But tens have won an all.

Angels' breathless ballot Lingers to record thee; Imps in eager caucus Raffle for my soul.

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