'Tis true -- They shut me in the Cold --

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'Tis true -- They shut me in the Cold --
But then -- Themselves were warm
And could not know the feeling 'twas --
Forget it -- Lord -- of Them --

Let not my Witness hinder Them
In Heavenly esteem --
No Paradise could be -- Conferred
Through Their beloved Blame --

The Harm They did -- was short -- And since
Myself -- who bore it -- do --
Forgive Them -- Even as Myself --
Or else -- forgive not me --

© Emily Dickinson