One Anguish — in a Crowd —
A Minor thing — it sounds —
And yet, unto the single Doe
Attempted of the Hounds

‘Tis Terror as consummate
As Legions of Alarm
Did leap, full flanked, upon the Host —
‘Tis Units — make the Swarm —

A Small Leech — on the Vitals —
The sliver, in the Lung —
The Bung out — of an Artery —
Are scarce accounted — Harms —

Yet might — by relation
To that Repealless thing —
A Being — impotent to end —
When once it has begun —

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem One Anguish — in a Crowd —

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