Further Poems of Emily Dickinson/Denial is the only fact
DENIAL is the only fact
Received by the denied,
Whose will, a blank intelligence
The day the Heaven died—
And all the Earth strove common round
Without delight or aim.
What comfort was it Wisdom was
The spoiler of our home?
Received by the denied,
Whose will, a blank intelligence
The day the Heaven died—
And all the Earth strove common round
Without delight or aim.
What comfort was it Wisdom was
The spoiler of our home?