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Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.

Part Five: The Single Hound

VI

PERIL as a possession

’T is good to bear,

Danger disintegrates satiety;

There ’s Basis there

Begets an awe,

That searches Human Nature’s creases

As clean as Fire.