Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part One: Life
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| THE BODY grows outside, | |
| The more convenient way, | |
| That if the spirit like to hide, | |
| Its temple stands alway | |
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| Ajar, secure, inviting; | 5 |
| It never did betray | |
| The soul that asked its shelter | |
| In timid honesty. | |
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