Doom is the House without the Door --
'Tis entered from the Sun --
And then the Ladder's thrown away,
Because Escape -- is done --

'Tis varied by the Dream
Of what they do outside --
Where Squirrels play -- and Berries die --
And Hemlocks -- bow -- to God --

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Poet: Emily Dickinson
Poem: 475. Doom is the House without the Door
Volume: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Year: Published/Written in 1955

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