by Emily Dickinson
798
She staked her Feathers-Gained an Arc-
Debated-Rose again-
This time-beyond the estimate
Of Envy, or of Men-
And now, among Circumference-
Her steady Boat be seen-
At home-among the Billows-As
The Bough where she was born-
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