Alone And In A Circumstance
Emily Dickinson
1167 Alone and in a Circumstance Reluctant to be told A spider on my reticence Assiduously crawled And so much more at Home than I Immediately grew I felt myself a visitor And hurriedly withdrew Revisiting my late abode With articles of claim I found it quietly assumed As a Gymnasium Where Tax asleep and Title off The inmates of the Air Perpetual presumption took As each were special Heir— If any strike me on the street I can return the Blow— If any take my property According to the Law The Statute is my Learned friend But what redress can be For an offense nor here nor there So not in Equity— That Larceny of time and mind The marrow of the Day By spider, or forbid it Lord That I should specify.
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