The heart asks pleasure first,

The heart asks pleasure first,
And then, excuse from pain;
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;
And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.

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American poet known for her unconventional use of form and syntax. Most of her work was published posthumously.

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