Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Two: Nature
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| I ’LL tell you how the sun rose,— | |
| A ribbon at a time. | |
| The steeples swam in amethyst, | |
| The news like squirrels ran. | |
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| The hills untied their bonnets, | 5 |
| The bobolinks begun. | |
| Then I said softly to myself, | |
| “That must have been the sun!” | |
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| But how he set, I know not. | |
| There seemed a purple stile | 10 |
| Which little yellow boys and girls | |
| Were climbing all the while | |
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| Till when they reached the other side, | |
| A dominie in gray | |
| Put gently up the evening bars, | 15 |
| And led the flock away. | |
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