The Way Hope Builds His House

Emily Dickinson

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The way Hope builds his House
It is not with a sill—
Nor Rafter—has that Edifice
But only Pinnacle—

Abode in as supreme
This superficies
As if it were of Ledges smit
Or mortised with the Laws—

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