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The Battle fought between the Soul
And No Man—is the One
Of all the Battles prevalent—
By far the Greater One—
No News of it is had abroad—
Its Bodiless Campaign
Establishes, and terminates—
Invisible—Unknown&mdas h;
Nor History—record it—
As Legions of a Night
The Sunrise scatters—These endure—
Enact—and terminate—
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- From Us She Wandered Now A Year
- The Moon Was But A Chin Of Gold
- Inconceivably Solemn!
- If I Should Die
- It Dropped So Low In My Regard
