Dickinson Poems

S02E09 I Like A Look Of Agony

I Like A Look Of Agony

by Emily Dickinson

I like a look of Agony,
Because I know it's true—
Men do not sham Convulsion,
Nor simulate, a Throe—

The Eyes glaze once—and that is Death—
Impossible to feign
The Beads upon the Forehead
By homely Anguish strung.