He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust. — Emily Dickinson
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He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust.He danced along the dingy days,And this bequest of wingsWas but a book. What libertyA loosened spirit brings!

— Emily Dickinson
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