Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

Astra Castra

Departed to the judgment,
A mighty afternoon;
Great clouds like ushers leaning,
Creation looking on.

The flesh surrendered, cancelled,
The bodiless begun;
Two worlds, like audiences, disperse
And leave the soul alone.

1. Fire
2. Lost Faith
3. Ventures
4. Disenchantment
5. I Have a King Who Does Not Speak

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1890

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