Poems, Third Series

Author: Emily Dickinson  | Date: 1896


I HAVE a king who does not speak;

So, wondering, thro’ the hours meek

I trudge the day away,-

Half glad when it is night and sleep,

If, haply, thro’ a dream to peep

In parlors shut by day.

And if I do, when morning comes,

It is as if a hundred drums

Did round my pillow roll,

And shouts fill all my childish sky,

And bells keep saying "victory"

From steeples in my soul!

And if I don’t, the little Bird

Within the Orchard is not heard,

And I omit to pray,

"Father, thy will be done" to-day,

For my will goes the other way,

And it were perjury!


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