Part Five: The Single Hound, di Emily Dickinson

Part Five: The Single Hound

THE LARGEST fire ever known

Occurs each afternoon,

Discovered is without surprise,

Proceeds without concern:

Consumes, and no report to men,

An Occidental town,

Rebuilt another morning

To be again burned down.

Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.

330 The Juggler’s Hat her Country is… The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!

195 For this—accepted Breath— Through it—compete with Death— The fellow cannot touch this Crow… By it—my title take—

167 To learn the Transport by the Pai… As Blind Men learn the sun! To die of thirst—suspecting That Brooks in Meadows run!

It’s thoughts—and just One Heart— And Old Sunshine—about— Make frugal—Ones—Content— And two or three—for Company— Upon a Holiday—

878 The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier— If eager for the Dead

414 ’Twas like a Maelstrom, with a no… That nearer, every Day, Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel Until the Agony

729 Alter! When the Hills do— Falter! When the Sun Question if His Glory Be the Perfect One—

I never saw a moor; I never saw the sea, Yet know I how the heather looks And what a billow be. I never spoke with God,

477 No Man can compass a Despair— As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The Traveller proceed—

A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date a Victory! From marshallings as simple

902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well—

575 “Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn,

668 “Nature” is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven—

689 The Zeroes—taught us—Phosphorous— We learned to like the Fire By playing Glaciers—when a Boy— And Tinder—guessed—by power