Too Much
Emily Dickinson
1830 to 1886
Track 1
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That I could spell the prayer
I should have had the joy
Too lifted for the scant degree
The homelier time behind.
Of life's penurious round;
The palm without the Calvary;
I knew so perfect yesterday, —
Earth would have been too much, I see,
Defeat whets victory, they say;
I should have been too saved, I see,
So, Saviour, crucify.
T is beggars banquets best define;
Faith faints to understand.
Endear the shore beyond.
That scalding one, "Sabachthani,
This new circumference, have blamed
I should have been too glad, I see,
Too rescued; fear too dim to me
The reefs in old Gethsemane
T is thirsting vitalizes wine, —
Without the fear to justify, —
My little circuit would have shamed
Recited fluent here.
And heaven not enough for me;
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