Split the Lark — and you'll find the Music —

by Emily Dickinson (1830–1886)

Split the Lark — and you'll find the Music —
Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled —
Scantilly dealt to the Summer Morning
Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old.

Loose the Flood — you shall find it patent —
Gush after Gush, reserved for you —
Scarlet Experiment! Sceptic Thomas!
Now, do you doubt that your Bird was true?

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Split the Lark — and you'll find the Music —

More poems by Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death —

There is a pain — so utter —

A charm invests a face

There came a Wind like a Bugle —