Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

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What soft, cherubic creatures
  These gentlewomen are!
One would as soon assault a plush
  Or violate a star.

Such dimity convictions,
  A horror so refined
Of freckled human nature,
  Of Deity ashamed, --

It's such a common glory,
  A fisherman's degree!
Redemption, brittle lady,
  Be so, ashamed of thee.

1. Presentiment Is That Long Shadow on the Lawn
2. The Nearest Dream Recedes, Unrealized
3. Experiment to Me
4. The Oriole's Secret
5. Along the Potomac

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