Cite

Poems by Emily Dickinson: Apotheosis

Updated February 28, 2017 | Infoplease Staff
by EmilyDickinson
The Wife

Apotheosis

Apotheosis

Come slowly, Eden!
Lips unused to thee,
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars — enters,
And is lost in balms!
.com/t/lit/dickinson/1/chapter2/18.html