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The Ditch Is Dear To The Drunken Man

Emily Dickinson

1645

The Ditch is dear to the Drunken man
For is it not his Bed-
His Advocate-his Edifice?
How safe his fallen Head
In her disheveled Sanctity-
Above him is the sky-
Oblivion bending over him
And Honor leagues away.

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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