Emily Dickinson

Escape is such a thankful Word

Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night Consider it unto myself No spectacle in sight Escape – it is the Basket In which the Heart is caught When down some awful Battlement The rest of Life is dropt – ‘Tis not to sight the savior – It is to be the saved – And that is why I lay my Head Upon this trusty word –

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