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. Desire
2. To Help Our Bleaker Parts
3. Power
4. Thanksgiving Day
5. Childish Griefs

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