Emily Dickinson

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

The Soul Unto Itself (683) - Poem by Emily Dickinson

The Soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend --
Or the most agonizing Spy --
An Enemy -- could send --

Secure against its own --
No treason it can fear --
Itself -- its Sovereign -- of itself
The Soul should stand in Awe --


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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