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Dickinson, Emily - I have a king, who does not speak
Identifier
002010
Type of Spiritual Experience
Background
A Steeple is a coneA description of the experience
Emily Dickinson – from the Poems of Emily Dickinson
I have a king, who does not speakSo - wondering - thro’ the hours meek
I trudge the day away
Half glad when it is night and sleep
If haply, thro’ a dream to peep
In parlours shut by day
And if I do – when morning comes
It is as if a hundred drums
Did round my pillow roll
And shouts fill all my childish sky
And bells keep saying ‘victory’
From steeples in my soul