'Twas Crisis -- All the length had passed --

From Free media library

'Twas Crisis -- All the length had passed --
Written by:Emily Dickinson (other works)
Poem #:948
Composed:
Published:
Volume:
Language:English
Type:Poetry
Form:
Rhyme:
Preceded by:Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? -947-
Succeeded by:Under the Light, yet under, -949-

Wikipedia article </table>

'Twas Crisis -- All the length had passed --
That dull -- benumbing time
There is in Fever or Event --
And now the Chance had come --

The instant holding in its claw
The privilege to live
Or warrant to report the Soul
The other side the Grave.

The Muscles grappled as with leads
That would not let the Will --
The Spirit shook the Adamant --
But could not make it feel.

The Second poised -- debated -- shot --
Another had begun --
And simultaneously, a Soul
Escaped the House unseen --


Poetry by Emily Dickinson:
By Alpha
A B C D E F G H
I J K L M N O P
Q R S T U V W Y
By Number
1-99 100-199 200-299 300-399 400-499 500-599 600-699 700-799
800-899 900-999 1000-1099 1100-1199 1200-1299 1300-1399 1400-1499 1500-1599

Personal tools