Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

A Man

Fate slew him, but he did not drop;
  She felled -- he did not fall --
Impaled him on her fiercest stakes --
  He neutralized them all.

She stung him, sapped his firm advance,
  But, when her worst was done,
And he, unmoved, regarded her,
  Acknowledged him a man.

1. What Soft, Cherubic Creatures
2. Desire
3. Lay This Laurel on the One
4. Contrast
5. Is Bliss, Then, Such Abyss

Thomas Hardy A Man ("In Casterbridge there stood a noble pile")

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