A Long, Long Sleep, A Famous Sleep

A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
That makes no show for dawn
By strech of limb or stir of lid, --
An independent one.

Was ever idleness like this?
Within a hut of stone
To bask the centuries away
Nor once look up for noon?

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (3)

I suppose this is about death in Emily's usual skillful write...liked it- 10
....with a long, long sleep...I hope we enjoy a most pleasant dream ★
very interesting poem. I like sleep.