Further in Summer than the Birds
by Emily Dickinson (1830–1886) English
Further in Summer than the Birds -
Pathetic from the Grass -
A minor Nation celebrates
It's unobtrusive Mass.
No Ordinance be seen -
So gradual the Grace
A gentle Custom it becomes -
Enlarging Loneliness -
Antiquest felt at Noon -
When August is burning low
Arise this spectral Canticle
Repose to typify -
Remit as yet no Grace -
No furrow on the Glow
But a Druidic Difference
Enhances Nature now -
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