The reticent volcano keeps
Emily Dickinson
1748 The reticent volcano keeps His never slumbering plan— Confided are his projects pink To no precarious man. If nature will not tell the tale Jehovah told to her Can human nature not survive Without a listener? Admonished by her buckled lips Let every babbler be The only secret people keep Is Immortality.
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