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Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Five: The Single Hound LXXXV |
| WE should not mind so small a flower, | |
| Except it quiet bring | |
| Our little garden that we lost | |
| Back to the lawn again. | |
| So spicy her Carnations red, | 5 |
| So drunken reel her Bees, | |
| So silver steal a hundred Flutes | |
| From out a hundred trees, | |
| That whoso sees this little flower, | |
| By faith may clear behold | 10 |
| The Bobolinks around the throne, | |
| And Dandelions gold. |
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