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What care the Dead, for Chanticleer-
What care the Dead for Day?
‘Tis late your Sunrise vex their face-
And Purple Ribaldry-of Morning
Pour as blank on them
As on the Tier of Wall
The Mason builded, yesterday,
And equally as cool-
What care the Dead for Summer?
The Solstice had no Sun
Could waste the Snow before their Gate-
And knew One Bird a Tune-
Could thrill their Mortised Ear
Of all the Birds that be-
This One-beloved of Mankind
Henceforward cherished be-
What care the Dead for Winter?
Themselves as easy freeze-
June Noon-as January Night-
As soon the South-her Breeze
Of Sycamore-or Cinnamon-
Deposit in a Stone
And put a Stone to keep it Warm-
Give Spices-unto Men-
(Emily Dickinson)
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