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Read the poem: “The Martyrs”

by Emily Dickinson

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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
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The Martyrs

Through the straight pass of suffering

The martyrs even trod,

Their feet upon temptation,

Their faces upon God.

A stately, shriven company;

Convulsion playing round,

Harmless as streaks of meteor

Upon a planet’s bound.

Their faith the everlasting troth;

Their expectation fair;

The needle to the north degree

Wades so, through polar air.


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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson

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