Dropped into the Ether Acre —
by Emily Dickinson (1830–1886)
Dropped into the Ether Acre —
Wearing the Sod Gown —
Bonnet of Everlasting Laces —
Brooch — frozen on —
Horses of Blonde — and Coach of Silver —
Baggage a strapped Pearl —
Journey of Down — and Whip of Diamond —
Riding to meet the Earl —
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Because I could not stop for Death—
He kindly stopped for me—
The Carriage held but just Ourselves— …
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There is a pain — so utter —
It swallows substance up —
Then covers the Abyss with Trance — …
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A charm invests a face
Imperfectly beheld.
The lady dare not lift her veil …
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There came a Wind like a Bugle —
It quivered through the Grass
And a Green Chill upon the Heat …
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