Of Consciousness, her awful Mate

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Of Consciousness, her awful Mate
Written by:Emily Dickinson (other works)
Poem #:894
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Language:English
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Preceded by:Drab Habitation of Whom? -893-
Succeeded by:A Cloud withdrew from the Sky -895-

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Of Consciousness, her awful Mate
The Soul cannot be rid --
As easy the secreting her
Behind the Eyes of God.

The deepest hid is sighted first
And scant to Him the Crowd --
What triple Lenses burn upon
The Escapade from God --












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