Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part One: Life
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| THE SOUL selects her own society, | |
| Then shuts the door; | |
| On her divine majority | |
| Obtrude no more. | |
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| Unmoved, she notes the chariots pausing | 5 |
| At her low gate; | |
| Unmoved, an emperor is kneeling | |
| Upon her mat. | |
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| I ve known her from an ample nation | |
| Choose one; | 10 |
| Then close the valves of her attention | |
| Like stone. | |
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