The Murmur of a Bee
A Witchcraft — yieldeth me —
If any ask me why —
‘Twere easier to die —
Than tell —
The Red upon the Hill
Taketh away my will —
If anybody sneer —
Take care — for God is here —
That’s all.
The Breaking of the Day
Addeth to my Degree —
If any ask me how —
Artist — who drew me so —
Must tell!
(Emily Dickinson)
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