A Long, Long Sleep, a Famous Sleep, par Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

A Long, Long Sleep, a Famous Sleep

A long, long sleep, a famous sleep

That makes no show for dawn

By strech of limb or stir of lid,—

An independent one.

Was ever idleness like this?

Within a hut of stone

To bask the centuries away

Nor once look up for noon?

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