by Emily Dickinson
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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
< < < At least to pray is left, is left
Autumn > > >
Aurora
Of bronze and blaze
The north, to-night!
So adequate its forms,
So preconcerted with itself,
So distant to alarms, —
An unconcern so sovereign
To universe, or me,
It paints my simple spirit
With tints of majesty,
Till I take vaster attitudes,
And strut upon my stem,
Disdaining men and oxygen,
For arrogance of them.
My splendors are menagerie;
But their competeless show
Will entertain the centuries
When I am, long ago,
An island in dishonored grass,
Whom none but daisies know.
< < < At least to pray is left, is left
Autumn > > >
American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
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