Emily Dickinson — "The Soul selects her own Society – Then – shuts the Door – To her divine Majorit…"
The Soul selects her own Society – Then – shuts the Door – To her divine Majority – Present no more –
The Soul selects her own Society – Then – shuts the Door – To her divine Majority – Present no more –
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"Because I could not stop for Death—He kindly stopped for me."
"Success is counted sweetest / By those who ne'er succeed."
"Forever – is composed of Nows – 'Tis not a different time – Except for Infiniteness – And Latitude of Home –"
"The Sun went down – He drew the Day Like a Head scarf back – And left the West in Crimsons wrapped –"
"Experience is the Angled Road Where all of us go – when we are grown –"
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