Poem

What Soft—Cherubic Creatures

Emily Dickinson
401 What Soft—Cherubic Creatures— These Gentlewomen are— One would as soon assault a Plush— Or violate a Star— Such Dimity Convictions— A Horror so refined Of freckled Human Nature— Of Deity—ashamed— It's such a common—Glory— A Fisherman's—Degree— Redemption—Brittle Lady— Be so—ashamed of Thee—

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