(excerpts from a longer poem)
The pillow of this daring head
No brigadier throughout the year
So civic as the jay.
A neighbor and a warrior, too,
With shrill felicity.
The pillow of this daring head
Is pungent evergreens;
His larder--terse and militant--
Unknown, refreshing things.
His character a tonic,
His future a dispute;
Unfair an immortality
That leaves this neighbor out.*
---Emily Dickinson
*Romans 8 promises that all creation will be restored in heaven. Others argue that animals won't go to heaven because they don't have immortal souls. Hence the debate.