Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

Exhilaration—is Within - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Exhilaration—is within—
There can no Outer Wine
So royally intoxicate
As that diviner Brand

The Soul achieves—Herself—
To drink—or set away
For Visitor—Or Sacrament—
'Tis not of Holiday

To stimulate a Man
Who hath the Ample Rhine
Within his Closet—Best you can
Exhale in offering.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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