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Read the poem: “Real”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
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Real


I like a look of agony,

Because I know it ‘s true;

Men do not sham convulsion,

Nor simulate a throe.


The eyes glaze once, and that is death.

Impossible to feign

The beads upon the forehead

By homely anguish strung.



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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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