Emily Dickinson

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

The Murmur Of A Bee - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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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!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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