Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Five: The Single Hound
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| THE FEET of people walking home | |
| In gayer sandals go, | |
| The Crocus, till she rises, | |
| The Vassal of the Snow— | |
| The lips at Hallelujah! | 5 |
| Long years of practice bore, | |
| Till bye and bye these Bargemen | |
| Walked singing on the shore. | |
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| Pearls are the Diver’s farthings | |
| Extorted from the Sea, | 10 |
| Pinions the Seraph’s wagon, | |
| Pedestrians once, as we— | |
| Night is the morning’s canvas, | |
| Larceny, legacy, | |
| Death but our rapt attention | 15 |
| To immortality. | |
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| My figures fail to tell me | |
| How far the village lies, | |
| Whose Peasants are the angels, | |
| Whose Cantons dot the skies, | 20 |
| My Classics veil their faces, | |
| My Faith that dark adores, | |
| Which from its solemn Abbeys | |
| Such resurrection pours! | |
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