THE BALLOON - You've seen balloons set, haven't you
You've seen balloons set, haven't you? / So stately they ascend
Is bliss, then, such abyss
❦
Is bliss, then, such abyss
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?
I'd rather suit my foot
Than save my boot,
For yet to buy another pair
Is possible
At any fair.
But bliss is sold just once;
The patent lost
None buy it any more.
More poems by Emily Dickinson
BY THE SEA - I started early, took my dog
I started early, took my dog, / And visited the sea;
THE LOST JEWEL - I held a jewel in my fingers
I held a jewel in my fingers / And went to sleep.
RETURNING - I years had been from home
I years had been from home, / And now, before the door,