THE TULIP - She slept beneath a tree
She slept beneath a tree / Remembered but by me.
The moon is distant from the sea
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The moon is distant from the sea,
And yet with amber hands
She leads him, docile as a boy,
Along appointed sands.
He never misses a degree;
Obedient to her eye,
He comes just so far toward the town,
Just so far goes away.
Oh, Signor, thine the amber hand,
And mine the distant sea, --
Obedient to the least command
Thine eyes impose on me.
More poems by Emily Dickinson
THE WAKING YEAR - A lady red upon the hill
A lady red upon the hill / Her annual secret keeps;
THE WIFE - She rose to his requirement, dropped
She rose to his requirement, dropped / The playthings of her life
THE BAT - The bat is dun with wrinkled wings
The bat is dun with wrinkled wings / Like fallow article,