538 <br /> <br />'Tis true—They shut me in the Cold— <br />But then—Themselves were warm <br />And could not know the feeling 'twas— <br />Forget it—Lord—of Them— <br /> <br />Let not my Witness hinder Them <br />In Heavenly esteem— <br />No Paradise could be—Conferred <br />Through Their beloved Blame— <br /> <br />The Harm They did—was short—And since <br />Myself—who bore it—do— <br />Forgive Them—Even as Myself— <br />Or else—forgive not me—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tis-true-they-shut-me-in-the-cold/
