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

Like Flowers, That Heard The News Of Dews

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Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews,
But never deemed the dripping prize
Awaited their—low Brows—
Or Bees—that thought the Summer's name
Some rumor of Delirium,
No Summer—could—for Them—

Or Arctic Creatures, dimly stirred—
By Tropic Hint—some Travelled Bird
Imported to the Wood—

Or Wind's bright signal to the Ear—
Making that homely, and severe,
Contented, known, before—

The Heaven—unexpected come,
To Lives that thought the Worshipping
A too presumptuous Psalm—

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The Heaven—unexpected come, To Lives that thought the Worshipping A too presumptuous Psalm— I like this poem...