Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Four: Time and Eternity
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| ON such a night, or such a night, | |
| Would anybody care | |
| If such a little figure | |
| Slipped quiet from its chair, | |
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| So quiet, oh, how quiet! | 5 |
| That nobody might know | |
| But that the little figure | |
| Rocked softer, to and fro? | |
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| On such a dawn, or such a dawn, | |
| Would anybody sigh | 10 |
| That such a little figure | |
| Too sound asleep did lie | |
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| For chanticleer to wake it,— | |
| Or stirring house below, | |
| Or giddy bird in orchard, | 15 |
| Or early task to do? | |
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| There was a little figure plump | |
| For every little knoll, | |
| Busy needles, and spools of thread, | |
| And trudging feet from school. | 20 |
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| Playmates, and holidays, and nuts, | |
| And visions vast and small. | |
| Strange that the feet so precious charged | |
| Should reach so small a goal! | |
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