Remorse – Is Memory – Awake – By Emily Dickinson
REMORSE is memory awake,
Her companies astir,—
A presence of departed acts
At window and at door.
Its past set down before the soul, 5
And lighted with a match,
Perusal to facilitate
Of its condensed despatch.
Remorse is cureless,—the disease
Not even God can heal; 10
For ’t is His institution,—
The complement of hell.
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