Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Two: Nature
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| THERE came a wind like a bugle; | |
| It quivered through the grass, | |
| And a green chill upon the heat | |
| So ominous did pass | |
| We barred the windows and the doors | 5 |
| As from an emerald ghost; | |
| The doom’s electric moccason | |
| That very instant passed. | |
| On a strange mob of panting trees, | |
| And fences fled away, | 10 |
| And rivers where the houses ran | |
| The living looked that day. | |
| The bell within the steeple wild | |
| The flying tidings whirled. | |
| How much can come | 15 |
| And much can go, | |
| And yet abide the world! | |
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