One man? The place is crowded with men (far greater and more interesting than I could ever aspire to be.).
"The Soul selects her own Society"
The Soul selects her own Society--
Then--shuts the Door--
To her divine Majority--
Present no more--
Unmoved--she notes the Chariots--passing--
At her low Gate--
Unmoved--an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her mat--
I've known her--from an ample nation--
Choose One--
Then--close the Valve of her attention--
Like Stone--
---Emily Dickinson
Me thinks your agenda is showing.