'Tis So Much Joy!

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'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
If I should fail, what poverty!
And yet, as poor as I,
Have ventured all upon a throw!
Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so—
This side the Victory!

Life is but Life! And Death, but Death!
Bliss is, but Bliss, and Breath but Breath!
And if indeed I fail,
At least, to know the worst, is sweet!
Defeat means nothing but Defeat,
No drearier, can befall!

And if I gain! Oh Gun at Sea!
Oh Bells, that in the Steeples be!
At first, repeat it slow!
For Heaven is a different thing,
Conjectured, and waked sudden in—
And might extinguish me!

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (3)

This is a really nice poem but i don't see sorrow anywhere Gangadharan. Instead in this poem the poet is filled with joy.
Deep sorrow, Gangadharan? 'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! I like most of Dickinson's poetry, but this is certainly not one of her best, and hardly deserves Poem of the Day when so many better ones could have been chosen.
deep sorrow the expression of the poem. very interesting poetry.