Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

A Long, Long Sleep, A Famous Sleep - Poem by Emily Dickinson

A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
That makes no show for dawn
By strech of limb or stir of lid, --
An independent one.

Was ever idleness like this?
Within a hut of stone
To bask the centuries away
Nor once look up for noon?


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  • Rookie - 175 Points Angelina Holmes (5/4/2014 11:29:00 AM)

    very interesting poem. I like sleep. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2001



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