The Soul Unto Itself (683) Poem by Emily Dickinson

The Soul Unto Itself (683)

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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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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
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