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

Part Four: Time and Eternity

CXII


I FELT a funeral in my brain,
  And mourners, to and fro,
Kept treading, treading, till it seemed
  That sense was breaking through.
  
And when they all were seated,        5
  A service like a drum
Kept beating, beating, till I thought
  My mind was going numb.
  
And then I heard them lift a box,
  And creak across my soul        10
With those same boots of lead, again.
  Then space began to toll
  
As all the heavens were a bell,
  And Being but an ear,
And I and silence some strange race,        15
  Wrecked, solitary, here.

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