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   Chapter 179 AT HOME.

Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete By Emily Dickinson Characters: 629

Updated: 2017-12-01 00:03


The night was wide, and furnished scant

With but a single star,

That often as a cloud it met

Blew out itself for fear.

The wind pursued the little bush,

And drove away the leaves

November left; then clambered up

And fretted in the eaves.

No squirrel went abroad;

A dog's belated feet

Like intermittent plush were heard

Adown the empty street.

To feel if blinds be fast,

And closer to the fire

Her little rocking-chair to draw,

And shiver for the poor,

The housewife's gentle task.

"How pleasanter," said she

Unto the sofa opposite,

"The sleet than May - no thee!"

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