Emily Dickinson - A Well lyrics

What mystery pervades a well! The water lives so far, Like neighbor from another world Residing in a jar. Whose limit none has ever seen, But just his lid of gla** – Like looking every time you please In an abyss's face! The gra** does not appear afraid; I often wonder he Can stand so close and look so bold At what is dread to me. Related somehow they may be, — The sedge stands next the sea, Where he is floorless, yet of fear No evidence gives he. But nature is a stranger yet; The ones that cite her most Have never pa**ed her haunted house, Nor simplified her ghost. To pity those that know her not Is helped by the regret That those who know her, know her less The nearer her they get.