My God -- He sees thee --
Read 'My God -- He sees thee --' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
My God -- He sees thee --
Shine thy best --
Fling up thy Balls of Gold
Till every Cubit play with thee
And every Crescent hold --
Elate the Acre at his feet --
Upon his Atom swim --
Oh Sun -- but just a Second's right
In thy long Race with him!
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