For:
Emily Dickinson
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Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee,
Proud of my night since thou with moons dost slake it,
Not to partake thy passion, my humility.
Against:
Edgar Allen Poe
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The light of Life is o'er!
"No more- no more- no more-"
(Such language holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree
Or the stricken eagle soar!
Emily Dickinson and Edgar Allen Poe are writers of the American Renaissance. Each of them was ignored as a literary master during their lifetime.
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