Inconceivably solemn!
Inconceivably solemn!
Things go gay
Pierce -- by the very Press
Of Imagery --
Their far Parades -- order on the eye
With a mute Pomp --
A pleading Pageantry --
Flags, are a brave sight --
But no true Eye
Ever went by One --
Steadily --
Music's triumphant --
But the fine Ear
Winces with delight
Are Drums too near --
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Emily Dickinson
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