Escape is such a thankful Word
Emily Dickinson
1347 Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night Consider it unto myself No spectacle in sight Escape—it is the Basket In which the Heart is caught When down some awful Battlement The rest of Life is dropt— ’Tis not to sight the savior— It is to be the saved— And that is why I lay my Head Upon this trusty word—
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