Let Us Play Yesterday, di Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Let Us Play Yesterday

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Let Us play Yesterday—

I—the Girl at school—

You—and Eternity—the

Untold Tale—

Easing my famine

At my Lexicon—

Logarithm—had I—for Drink—

’Twas a dry Wine—

Somewhat different—must be—

Dreams tint the Sleep—

Cunning Reds of Morning

Make the Blind—leap—

Still at the Egg-life—

Chafing the Shell—

When you troubled the Ellipse—

And the Bird fell—

Manacles be dim—they say—

To the new Free—

Liberty—Commoner—

N ever could—to me—

’Twas my last gratitude

When I slept—at night—

’Twas the first Miracle

Let in—with Light—

Can the Lark resume the Shell—

Easier—for the Sky—

Wouldn’t Bonds hurt more

Than Yesterday?

Wouldn’t Dungeons sorer frate

On the Man—free—

Just long enough to taste—

Then—doomed new—

God of the Manacle

As of the Free—

Take not my Liberty

Away from Me—

#Americans #Women #XIXCentury

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