384 <br /> <br />No Rack can torture me— <br />My Soul—at Liberty— <br />Behind this mortal Bone <br />There knits a bolder One— <br /> <br />You cannot prick with saw— <br />Nor pierce with Scimitar— <br />Two Bodies—therefore be— <br />Bind One—The Other fly— <br /> <br />The Eagle of his Nest <br />No easier divest— <br />And gain the Sky <br />Than mayest Thou— <br /> <br />Except Thyself may be <br />Thine Enemy— <br />Captivity is Consciousness— <br />So's Liberty.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-rack-can-torture-me/
