The Loneliness One dare not soundby Emily Dickinson The Loneliness One dare not sound —And would as soon surmiseAs in its Grave go plumbingTo ascertain the size — The Loneliness whose worst alarmIs lest itself should see —And perish from before itselfFor just a scrutiny — The Horror not to be surveyed —But skirted in the Dark —With Consciousness suspended —And Being under Lock — I fear me this — is Loneliness —The Maker of the soulIts Caverns and its CorridorsIlluminate — or seal —고독의 깊이를 알려고 하지 마라에밀리 디킨슨 고독의 깊이를 알려고 하지 마라 -때는 곧 찾..........