Poems by Emily Dickinson: X ("To my quick ear")
Updated May 6, 2020 |
Infoplease Staff
X
To my quick ear the leaves conferred;
The bushes they were bells;
I could not find a privacy
From Nature's sentinels.
The bushes they were bells;
I could not find a privacy
From Nature's sentinels.
In cave if I presumed to hide,
The walls began to tell;
Creation seemed a mighty crack
To make me visible.
The walls began to tell;
Creation seemed a mighty crack
To make me visible.
.com/t/lit/dickinson/3/chapter3/10.html
Trending
Here are the facts and trivia that people are buzzing about.
