I got so I could take his name

I got so I could take his name -- Without -- Tremendous gain -- That Stop-sensation -- on my Soul -- And Thunder -- in the Room --

I got so I could walk across That Angle in the floor, Where he turned so, and I turned -- how -- And all our Sinew tore --

I got so I could stir the Box -- In which his letters grew Without that forcing, in my breath -- As Staples -- driven through --

Could dimly recollect a Grace -- I think, they call it "God" -- Renowned to ease Extremity -- When Formula, had failed --

And shape my Hands -- Petition's way, Tho' ignorant of a word That Ordination -- utters --

My Business, with the Cloud, If any Power behind it, be, Not subject to Despair -- It care, in some remoter way, For so minute affair As Misery -- Itself, too vast, for interrupting -- more --

Emily Dickinson

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I got so I take his name --
That -- on my Soul --
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