Soul, Wilt Thou Toss Again? - Poem by Emily Dickinson
Soul, Wilt thou toss again?
By just such a hazard
Hundreds have lost indeed—
But tens have won an all—
Angel's breathless ballot
Lingers to record thee—
Imps in eager Caucus
Raffle for my Soul!
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