An Emily Dickinson Poem

A Coffin -- is a small Domain,
Yet able to contain
A Citizen of Paradise
In it diminished Plane.

A Grave -- is a restricted Breadth --
Yet ampler than the Sun --
And all the Seas He populates
And Lands He looks upon

To Him who on its small Repose
Bestows a single Friend --
Circumference without Relief --
Or Estimate -- or End --