The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
Emily Dickinson Archive
'Twas Crisis - All the length had passed -That dull - benumbing time There is in Fever or Event - And now the Chance had come - The instant holding in it's ClawThe privilege to live Or Warrant to report the Soul The other side the Grave. The Musclesstruggled grappled as with leads That would not let the Will -The Spirit shook the Adamant -But could not make ittell - feel - The Second poised - debated - shot - Another, had begun - And simultaneously, a SoulEscaped the House unseen -