It always felt to me — a wrong
To that Old Moses — done —
To let him see — the Canaan —
Without the entering —
And tho’ in soberer moments —
No Moses there can be
I’m satisfied — the Romance
In point of injury —
Surpasses sharper stated —
Of Stephen — or of Paul —
For these — were only put to death —
While God’s adroiter will
On Moses — seemed to fasten
With tantalizing Play
As Boy — should deal with lesser Boy —
To prove ability.
The fault — was doubtless Israel’s —
Myself — had banned the Tribes —
And ushered Grand Old Moses
In Pentateuchal Robes
Upon the Broad Possession
‘Twas little — But titled Him — to see —
Old Man on Nebo! Late as this —
My justice bleeds — for Thee!
(Emily Dickinson)
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