Emily Dickinson

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

No Man Can Compass A Despair - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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No Man can compass a Despair—
As round a Goalless Road
No faster than a Mile at once
The Traveller proceed—

Unconscious of the Width—
Unconscious that the Sun
Be setting on His progress—
So accurate the One

At estimating Pain—
Whose own—has just begun—
His ignorance—the Angel
That pilot Him along—


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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