Through the Dark Sod — as Education —
by Emily Dickinson (1830–1886) English
Through the Dark Sod — as Education —
The Lily passes sure —
Feels her white foot — no trepidation —
Her faith — no fear —
Afterward — in the Meadow —
Swinging her Beryl Bell —
The Mold-life — all forgotten — now —
In Ecstasy — and Dell —
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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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