The Lilac Is An Ancient Shrub
Emily Dickinson
1241 The Lilac is an ancient shrub But ancienter than that The Firmamental Lilac Upon the Hill tonight— The Sun subsiding on his Course Bequeaths this final Plant To Contemplation—not to Touch— The Flower of Occident. Of one Corolla is the West— The Calyx is the Earth— The Capsules burnished Seeds the Stars The Scientist of Faith His research has but just begun— Above his synthesis The Flora unimpeachable To Time’s Analysis— “Eye hath not seen” may possibly Be current with the Blind But let not Revelation By theses be detained—
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