Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.
Part Five: The Single HoundLXXVI
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To warm with sun,
Too stiff to bended be,
To joint this agate were a feat
Outstaring masonry.
How went the agile kernel out—
Contusion of the husk,
Nor rip, nor wrinkle indicate,—
But just an Asterisk.