Poems ✍️

  22.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

The Service Without Hope

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The Service without Hope—
Is tenderest, I think—
Because 'tis unsustained
By stint—Rewarded Work—

Has impetus of Gain—
And impetus of Goal—
There is no Diligence like that
That knows not an Until—




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