EXCLUSION

　　The soul selects her own society,

　　Then shuts the door;

　　On her divine majority

　　Obtrude no more.

　　Unmoved, she notes the chariot's pausing

　　At her low gate;

　　Unmoved, an emperor is kneeling

　　Upon her mat.

　　I've known her from an ample nation

　　Choose one;

　　Then close the valves of her attention

　　Like stone.