Have you got a Brook in your little heart
Read 'Have you got a Brook in your little heart' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Have you got a Brook in your little heart by Emily Dickinson
Have you got a Brook in your little heart,
Where bashful flowers blow,
And blushing birds go down to drink,
And shadows tremble so --
And nobody knows, so still it flows,
That any brook is there,
And yet your little draught of life
Is daily drunken there --
Why, look out for the little brook in March,
When the rivers overflow,
And the snows come hurrying from the fills,
And the bridges often go --
And later, in August it may be --
When the meadows parching lie,
Beware, lest this little brook of life,
Some burning noon go dry!
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