Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

Setting Sail

Exultation is the going
Of an inland soul to sea, --
Past the houses, past the headlands,
Into deep eternity!

Bred as we, among the mountains,
Can the sailor understand
The divine intoxication
Of the first league out from land?

1. Experiment to Me
2. My Country's Wardrobe
3. So Bashful When I Spied Her
4. Refuge
5. Two Swimmers Wrestled on the Spar

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