I Know Some Lonely Houses Off The Road
Emily Dickinson
289 I know some lonely Houses off the Road A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low, Inviting to— A Portico, Where two could creep— One—hand the Tools— The other peep— To make sure All’s Asleep— Old fashioned eyes— Not easy to surprise! How orderly the Kitchen’d look, by night, With just a Clock— But they could gag the Tick— And Mice won’t bark— And so the Walls—don’t tell— None—will— A pair of Spectacles ajar just stir— An Almanac’s aware— Was it the Mat—winked, Or a Nervous Star? The Moon—slides down the stair, To see who’s there! There’s plunder—where— Tankard, or Spoon— Earring—or Stone— A Watch—Some Ancient Brooch To match the Grandmama— Staid sleeping—there— Day—rattles—too Stealth’s—slow— The Sun has got as far As the third Sycamore— Screams Chanticleer “Who’s there”? And Echoes—Trains away, Sneer—”Where”! While the old Couple, just astir, Fancy the Sunrise—left the door ajar!
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