Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

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I dwell in Possibility —
A fairer House than Prose —
More numerous of Windows —
Superior — for Doors —

Of Chambers as the Cedars —
Impregnable of Eye —
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky —

Of Visitors — the fairest —
For Occupation — This —
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise. 

1. The Riddle We Can Guess
2. Playmates
3. Resurgam
4. The Martyrs
5. Sight

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