Emily Dickinson - The Province of the Saved (539) lyrics

The Province of the Saved Should be the Art—To save— Through Sk** obtained in Themselves— The Science of the Grave No Man can understand But He that hath endured The Dissolution—in Himself— That Man—be qualified To qualify Despair To Those who failing new— Mistake Defeat for d**h—Each time— Till acclimated—to—