The Sweetest Heresy Received, por Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

The Sweetest Heresy Received

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The sweetest Heresy received

That Man and Woman know—

Each Other’s Convert—

Though the Faith accommodate but Two—

The Churches are so frequent—

The Ritual—so small—

The Grace so unavoidable—

To fail—is Infidel—

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