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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 148 of 446 · Second Series: Life

The Duel

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I took my power in my hand.
And went against the world;
'T was not so much as David had,
But I was twice as bold.

I aimed my pebble, but myself
Was all the one that fell.
Was it Goliath was too large,
Or only I too small?

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