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That after Horror-that 'twas us-
That passed the mouldering Pier-
Just as the Granite Crumb let go-
Our Savior, by a Hair-
A second more, had dropped too deep
For Fisherman to plumb-
The very profile of the Thought
Puts Recollection numb-
The possibility-to pass
Without a Moment's Bell-
Into Conjecture's presence-
Is like a Face of Steel-
That suddenly looks into ours
With a metallic grin-
The Cordiality of Death-
Who drills his Welcome in-
That After Horror'that 'twas Us
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: death, hair, steel, deep, moment, face, suddenly, thought, horror, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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