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It always felt to me-a wrong
To that Old Moses-done-
To let him see-the Canaan-
Without the entering-
And tho' in soberer moments-
No Moses there can be
I'm satisfied-the Romance
In point of injury-
Surpasses sharper stated-
Of Stephen-or of Paul-
For these-were only put to death-
While God's adroiter will
On Moses-seemed to fasten
With tantalizing Play
As Boy-should deal with lesser Boy-
To prove ability.
The fault-was doubtless Israel's-
Myself-had banned the Tribes-
And ushered Grand Old Moses
In Pentateuchal Robes
Upon the Broad Possession
'Twas little-But titled Him-to see-
Old Man on Nebo! Late as this-
My justice bleeds-for Thee!
It Always Felt To Me'a Wrong
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: death, god, justice, romance, play, fault, wrong, prove, point, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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