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1284 Had we our senses But perhaps ’tis well they’re not at Home So intimate with Madness He’s liable with them Had we the eyes without our Head— How well that we are Blind— We could not look upon the Earth— So utterly unmoved—
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Had we our senses
1284 Had we our senses But perhaps ’tis well they’re not at Home So intimate with Madness He’s liable with them Had we the eyes without our Head— How well that we are Blind— We could not look upon the Earth— So utterly unmoved—
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American