LOYALTY - Split the lark and you'll find the music
Split the lark and you'll find the music, / Bulb after bulb, in silver rolled,
THE TULIP - She slept beneath a tree
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She slept beneath a tree
Remembered but by me.
I touched her cradle mute;
She recognized the foot,
Put on her carmine suit, --
And see!
More poems by Emily Dickinson
He put the belt around my life
He put the belt around my life, -- / I heard the buckle snap,
Going to heaven
Going to heaven! / I don't know when,
A SNAKE - Sweet is the swamp with its secrets
Sweet is the swamp with its secrets, / Until we meet a snake;