The Way To Know The Bobolink
Emily Dickinson
1279 The Way to know the Bobolink From every other Bird Precisely as the Joy of him— Obliged to be inferred. Of impudent Habiliment Attired to defy, Impertinence subordinate At times to Majesty. Of Sentiments seditious Amenable to Law— As Heresies of Transport Or Puck’s Apostacy. Extrinsic to Attention Too intimate with Joy— He compliments existence Until allured away By Seasons or his Children— Adult and urgent grown— Or unforeseen aggrandizement Or, happily, Renown— By Contrast certifying The Bird of Birds is gone— How nullified the Meadow— Her Sorcerer withdrawn!
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