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| Each Life Converges to some Centre --
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| Written by: | Emily Dickinson (other works)
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| Poem #: | 680
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| Language: | English
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| Type: | Poetry
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| Preceded by: | Conscious am I in my Chamber, -679-
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| Succeeded by: | Soil of Flint, if steady tilled -- -681-
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Each Life Converges to some Centre --
Expressed -- or still --
Exists in every Human Nature
A Goal --
Embodied scarcely to itself -- it may be --
Too fair
For Credibility's presumption
To mar --
Adored with caution -- as a Brittle Heaven --
To reach
Were hopeless, as the Rainbow's Raiment
To touch --
Yet persevered toward -- sure -- for the Distance --
How high --
Unto the Saint's slow diligence --
The Sky --
Ungained -- it may be -- by a Life's low Venture --
But then --
Eternity enable the endeavoring
Again.
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