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Here, for your amusement, is a favorite poem by Emily Dickinson:
The Poets light but Lamps — (No. 930), by Emily Dickinson
The Poets light but Lamps — Themselves — go out — The Wicks they stimulate If vital Light Inhere as do the Suns — Each Age a Lens Disseminating their Circumference —