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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

I Lived on Dread

770
 
I lived on Dread—
To Those who know
The Stimulus there is
In Danger—Other impetus
Is numb—and Vitalless—
 
As ’twere a Spur—upon the Soul—
A Fear will urge it where
To go without the Sceptre’s aid
Were Challenging Despair.

#Americans #Women #XIXCentury

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