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Non omnis moriar

I felt a funeral in my brain,

by Emily Dickinson · Explore poems

  1. I felt a funeral in my brain,
  2. And mourners, to and fro,
  3. Kept treading, treading, till it seemed
  4. That sense was breaking through.
  5.  
  6. And when they all were seated,
  7. A service like a drum
  8. Kept beating, beating, till I thought
  9. My mind was going numb.
  10.  
  11. And then I heard them lift a box,
  12. And creak across my soul
  13. With those same boots of lead, again.
  14. Then space began to toll
  15.  
  16. As all the heavens were a bell,
  17. And Being but an ear,
  18. And I and silence some strange race,
  19. Wrecked, solitary, here.

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