At leisure is the Soul
Read 'At leisure is the Soul' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
At leisure is the Soul
That gets a Staggering Blow --
The Width of Life -- before it spreads
Without a thing to do --
It begs you give it Work --
But just the placing Pins --
Or humblest Patchwork -- Children do --
To Help its Vacant Hands --
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