’Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch Emily Dickinson
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'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch
That nearer, every Day
Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel
Until the Agony
Toyed coolly with the final inch
Of your delirious Hem
And you dropt, lost
When something broke
And let you from a Dream
As if a Goblin with a Gauge
Kept measuring the Hours
Until you felt your Second
Weigh, helpless, in his Paws
And not a Sinew—stirred—could help
And sense was setting numb
When God—remembered—and the Fiend
Let go, then, Overcome
As if your Sentence stood—pronounced
And you were frozen led
From Dungeon's luxury of Doubt
To Gibbets, and the Dead
That nearer, every Day
Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel
Until the Agony
Toyed coolly with the final inch
Of your delirious Hem
And you dropt, lost
When something broke
And let you from a Dream
As if a Goblin with a Gauge
Kept measuring the Hours
Until you felt your Second
Weigh, helpless, in his Paws
And not a Sinew—stirred—could help
And sense was setting numb
When God—remembered—and the Fiend
Let go, then, Overcome
As if your Sentence stood—pronounced
And you were frozen led
From Dungeon's luxury of Doubt
To Gibbets, and the Dead
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