Author Emily Dickinson 226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die— Or rap—at Paradise—unheard I'd harass God Until he let you in! Tags sea sun god Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments