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A Word Made Flesh is Seldom
by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
    A Word made Flesh is seldom
    And tremblingly partook
    Nor then perhaps reported
    But have I not mistook
    Each one of us has tasted 
    With ecstasies of stealth
    The very food debated
    To our specific strength -
    A Word that breathes distinctly
    Has not the power to die
    Cohesive as the Spirit
    It may expire if He -
    "Made Flesh and dwelth among us"
    Could condescenion be
    Like this consent of Language
    This loved Philology. 

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