Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

Escape

I NEVER hear the word "escape"
Without a quicker blood,
A sudden expectation,
A flying attitude.

I never hear of prisons broad
by soldiers battered down,
But I tug childish at my bars--
Only to fail again! 

1. Deed
2. Good Night! Which Put the Candle out?
3. When I Hoped I Feared
4. Time's Lesson
5. The Shelter

Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Escape ("When foxes eat the last gold grape")

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