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Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.

Part One: Life

XCIV

IF the foolish call them “flowers”,

Need the wiser tell?

If the savants “classify” them,

It is just as well!

Those who read the Revelations

Must not criticise

Those who read the same edition

With beclouded eyes!

Could we stand with that old Moses

Canaan denied,—

Scan, like him, the stately landscape

On the other side,—

Doubtless we should deem superfluous

Many sciences

Not pursued by learned angels

In scholastic skies!

Low amid that glad Belles lettres

Grant that we may stand,

Stars, amid profound Galaxies,

At that grand “Right hand”!