If I should let every feeling show

And never myself to myself keep

I should leave myself with nowhere to go

My door being open while I sleep.

If my nature knows nor day nor night

Is swiftly sized as soon as seen

Keeps its colour in the changing light

It asks for trouble from the human mean.

No—I should this ungated house extend,

Build by breaking, fence the word, blast the line—

Perplex myself, and thus myself defend

From sunlight. I’ll be less, but more will be mine.

In that new room let there a mirror be—

And let my reflection there—a stranger see.

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