The Color of a Queen, Is This, di Emily Dickinson

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The Color of a Queen, is this—

The Color of a Sun

At setting—this and Amber—

Beryl—and this, at Noon—

And when at night—Auroran widths

Fling suddenly on men—

’Tis this—and Witchcraft—nature keeps

A Rank—for Iodine—

Altre opere di Emily Dickinson...

864
The Robin for the Crumb
Returns no syllable
But long records the Lady’s name
In Silver Chronicle.

107
’Twas such a little’—little boat
That toddled down the bay!
’Twas such a gallant’—gallant sea
That beckoned it away!

591
To interrupt His Yellow Plan
The Sun does not allow
Caprices of the Atmosphere—
And even when the Snow

Is it too late to touch you, Dear
We this moment knew -
Love Marine and Love terrene -
Love celestial too -

557
She hideth Her the last—
And is the first, to rise—
Her Night doth hardly recompense
The Closing of Her eyes—

A Sloop of Amber slips away
Upon an Ether Sea,
And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar
The Son of Ecstasy -

386
Answer July—
Where is the Bee—
Where is the Blush—
Where is the Hay?

679
Conscious am I in my Chamber,
Of a shapeless friend—
He doth not attest by Posture—
Nor Confirm—by Word—

110
Artists wrestled here!
Lo, a tint Cashmere!
Lo, a Rose!
Student of the Year!

WE outgrow love like other things
And put it in the drawer,
Till it an antique fashion shows
Like costumes grandsires wore.