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Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.

Part Five: The Single Hound

XXXVII

“MORNING” means “Milking” to the Farmer

Dawn to the Apennines—

Dice to the Maid.

“Morning” means just Chance to the Lover—

Just Revelation to the Beloved.

Epicures date a breakfast by it!

Heroes a battle,

The Miller a flood,

Faint-going eyes their lapse

From sighing,

Faith, the Experiment of our Lord!