A Lady red – amid the Hill | Affiliated Manuscripts

H 9 (Fr137B)

ca. 1860, winter

Ink | Fair copy | Bound (fascicle 6)

On wove, cream, lightly-ruled stationery, embossed PARSONS | PAPER | CO. within a decorated vertical oval

Retained in Dickinson's archive.

A Lady red – amid the Hill
Her annual secret keeps!
A Lady white, within the Field
In placid Lily sleeps!

The tidy Breezes, with their Brooms –
Sweep vale – and hill – and tree!
Prithee, my pretty Housewives!
Who may expected be?

The neighbors do not yet suspect!
The woods exchange a smile!
Orchard, and Buttercup, and Bird –
In such a little while!

And yet, how still the Landscape stands!
How nonchalant the Hedge!
As if the ″Resurrection″
Were nothing very strange!