Okay. I've had it with Emily. She is depressed and cranky. I'll check with my friend, Karen, who says she has the world's best poetry book. Since I wasn't reading poetry at the time, I didn't get the information about it from her. But now I'm ready for something more uplifting. Here's the last one of Emily's I've read. Not too depressing but definitely cranky:
Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
'Tis the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur, - you're straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
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