Author Emily Dickinson 911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant— Too narrow is the Right between— Too imminent the chance— Each Consciousness must emigrate And lose its neighbor once— Tags house heart lost Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments