Farther in Summer than the Birds
Pathetic from the Grass
A minor Nation celebrates
Its unobtrusive Mass.
Pathetic from the Grass
A minor Nation celebrates
Its unobtrusive Mass.
No Ordinance be seen
So gradual the Grace
A pensive Custom it becomes
Enlarging Loneliness.
So gradual the Grace
A pensive Custom it becomes
Enlarging Loneliness.
Antiquer felt at Noon
When August is burning low
Arise this spectral Canticle
Repose to typify.
When August is burning low
Arise this spectral Canticle
Repose to typify.
Remit as yet no Grace
No Furrow on the Glow
Yet a Druidic - Difference
Enhances Nature now.
No Furrow on the Glow
Yet a Druidic - Difference
Enhances Nature now.
Emily Dickinson
Cricket on Chorus
In Summer Vaster than the Birds
Sorrowfully from the Grass
A minor Nation celebrates
Its invisible Mass.
Sorrowfully from the Grass
A minor Nation celebrates
Its invisible Mass.
No Ceremony can be seen
The Grace is so scanty that
It becomes a solemn Custom
To enlarging Loneliness.
The Grace is so scanty that
It becomes a solemn Custom
To enlarging Loneliness.
It is felt strange at Noon
When August is burning low
This spectral Canticle Arise
To express Repose.
When August is burning low
This spectral Canticle Arise
To express Repose.
No Grace return as yet
No Furrow on the Sunlight
Yet a Mystic Variation
Make Nature impressive.
No Furrow on the Sunlight
Yet a Mystic Variation
Make Nature impressive.
＊Cricket’s elegiac chorus is Emily’s season word for ending summer. Cricket is a clever insect for Emily. By the way, “Ant” is not in her dictionary.
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