Emily Dickinson

A Little East Of Jordan

poem 59

A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard Till morning touching mountain And Jacob, waxing strong, The Angel begged permission To Breakfast to return Not so, said cunning Jacob! I will not let thee go Except thou bless me Stranger! The which acceded to Light swung the silver fleeces Peniel Hills beyond, And the bewildered Gymnast Found he had worsted God!

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