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& while, as one critic has said, [Emily] may exhibit toward God "an Emersonian self-possession," it was because she looked upon all life with such a candor as unprejudiced as it is rare. she had tried society and the world, and found them lacking. she was not an invalid, and she lived in seclusion from no love-disappointment. her life was the normal blossoming of a nature introspective to a high degree, whose best thought could not exist in pretense. storm, wind, and the wild March sky, sunsets and dawns, the birds and bees, butterflies and flowers of her garden, with a few trusted human friends, were sufficient companionship. immortality was close about her; and while never morbid or melancholy, she lived in its presence.
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M.L. Todd, 1891***
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