Heart, Not So Heavy As Mine
Emily Dickinson
83 Heart, not so heavy as mine Wending late home— As it passed my window Whistled itself a tune— A careless snatch—a ballad—A ditty of the street— Yet to my irritated Ear An Anodyne so sweet— It was as if a Bobolink Sauntering this way Carolled, and paused, and carolled— Then bubbled slow away! It was as if a chirping brook Upon a dusty way— Set bleeding feet to minuets Without the knowing why! Tomorrow, night will come again— Perhaps, weary and sore— Ah Bugle! By my window I pray you pass once more.
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