Emily Dickinson

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

Should You But Fail At—sea - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Should you but fail at—Sea—
In sight of me—
Or doomed lie—
Next Sun—to die—
Or rap—at Paradise—unheard
I'd harass God
Until he let you in!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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