Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights —
With plain inspecting face —
“Did you” or “Did you not,” to ask —
‘Tis “Conscience” — Childhood’s Nurse —
With Martial Hand she strokes the Hair
Upon my wincing Head —
“All” Rogues “shall have their part in” what —
The Phosphorous of God —
(Emily Dickinson)
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