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Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete By Emily Dickinson Characters: 579

Updated: 2017-12-01 00:03

Heart not so heavy as mine,

Wending late home,

As it passed my window

Whistled itself a tune, -

A careless snatch, a ballad,

A ditty of the street;

Yet to my irritated ear

An anodyne so sweet,

It was as if a bobolink,

Sauntering this way,

Carolled and mused an

d carolled,

Then bubbled slow away.

It was as if a chirping brook

Upon a toilsome way

Set bleeding feet to minuets

Without the knowing why.

To-morrow, night will come again,

Weary, perhaps, and sore.

Ah, bugle, by my window,

I pray you stroll once more!

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