Dickinsons I Felt a Funeral, in My Brain Essay -- Dickinsons I Felt

Thomas Higginson changing Dickinsons words. An interpretive paper on, I entangle a Funeral, in My BrainEmilys Version I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and froKept treading--treading--till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through.And when they all were seated,A Service, like a Drum.Kept beating--beating--till I thoughtMy Mind was going numb.And then I heard them lift a BoxAnd creak across my SoulWith those same Boots of Lead, again,Then Space--began to toll,As all the Heavens were a Bell,And Being, but an Ear,And I, and Silence, near strange RaceWrecked, solitary, here.And then a Plank in Reason, broke,And I dropped down, and down.And hit a World, at every plunge,And Finished knowing--then-- After Higginsons Alterations I Felt A Funeral in my Brain I felt a funeral, in my brain,And mourners to and froKept treading, treading, till it seemedThat sense was breaking through.And when they all were seated,A service, like a drumKept beating, beating, till I thoughtMy mind was going numb.And then I hea...