The Mountains — grow unnoticed —
by Emily Dickinson (1830–1886) English
The Mountains — grow unnoticed —
Their Purple figures rise
Without attempt — Exhaustion —
Assistance — or Applause —
In Their Eternal Faces
The Sun — with just delight
Looks long — and last — and golden —
For fellowship — at night —
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He kindly stopped for me—
The Carriage held but just Ourselves— …
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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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It quivered through the Grass
And a Green Chill upon the Heat …
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