Emily Dickinson

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

I Envy Seas, Whereon He Rides - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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I envy Seas, whereon He rides—
I envy Spokes of Wheels
Of Chariots, that Him convey—
I envy Crooked Hills

That gaze upon His journey—
How easy All can see
What is forbidden utterly
As Heaven—unto me!

I envy Nests of Sparrows—
That dot His distant Eaves—
The wealthy Fly, upon His Pane—
The happy—happy Leaves—

That just abroad His Window
Have Summer's leave to play—
The Ear Rings of Pizarro
Could not obtain for me—

I envy Light—that wakes Him—
And Bells—that boldly ring
To tell Him it is Noon, abroad—
Myself—be Noon to Him—

Yet interdict—my Blossom—
And abrogate—my Bee—
Lest Noon in Everlasting Night—
Drop Gabriel—and Me—


Comments about I Envy Seas, Whereon He Rides by Emily Dickinson

  • Tapan M. Saren (4/23/2017 9:14:00 AM)


    Wonderful imagery. Truly....... (Report) Reply

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  • (9/24/2015 6:10:00 PM)


    ....wonderful imagery and an excellent write ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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