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There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons, That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes- Heavenly Hurt it gives us- We can find no scar,But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are- None may teach it-Any- 'Tis the Seal Despair-An imperial affliction Sent us of the Air- When it comes, the Landscape Listens- Shadows-hold their breath; When it goes, 'tis like the Distance- On the look of Death--
There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons, That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes-
Heavenly Hurt it gives us- We can find no scar,But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are-
None may teach it-Any- 'Tis the Seal Despair-An imperial affliction Sent us of the Air-
When it comes, the Landscape Listens- Shadows-hold their breath; When it goes, 'tis like the Distance- On the look of Death--