Some Things That Fly There Be, di Emily Dickinson

Some Things That Fly There Be

Some things that fly there be—

Birds—Hours—the Bumblebee—

Of these no Elegy.

Some things that stay there be—

Grief—Hills—Eternity&mda sh;

Nor this behooveth me.

There are that resting, rise.

Can I expound the skies?

How still the Riddle lies!

86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—

LIX I TOOK my power in my hand And went against the world; ’T was not so much as David had, But I was twice as bold.

695 As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be—

714 Rest at Night The Sun from shining, Nature—and some Men— Rest at Noon—some Men—

666 Ah, Teneriffe! Retreating Mountain! Purples of Ages—pause for you— Sunset—reviews her Sapphire Regim…

XCIX THERE is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry.

194 On this long storm the Rainbow ro… On this late Morn—the Sun— The clouds—like listless Elephant… Horizons—straggled down—

402 I pay—in Satin Cash— You did not state—your price— A Petal, for a Paragraph It near as I can guess—

995 This was in the White of the Year… That—was in the Green— Drifts were as difficult then to t… As Daisies now to be seen—

823 Not that We did, shall be the tes… When Act and Will are done But what Our Lord infers We woul… Had We diviner been—

I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me. And frigates in the upper floor

We play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool. The shapes, though, were similar,

560 It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation… But large—serene— Burned on—until through Dissoluti… It failed from Men—

This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species

‘Faith’ is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see’— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.