The Skies cant keep their secret! | Affiliated Manuscripts

H 81 (Fr213A)

ca. 1861, spring

Ink | Fair copy | Bound (fascicle 9)

On laid, cream, blue-ruled stationery, embossed with a queen's head above the letter L in a decorative frame

Retained in Dickinson's archive.

The Skies cant keep their secret!
They tell it to the Hills –
The Hills just tell the Orchards –
And they – the Daffodils!

 

A Bird – by chance – that goes that
way –
Soft overhears the whole –
If I should bribe the little Bird –
Who knows but she would tell?

 

I think I wont – however –
It′s finer – not to know –
If Summer were an axiom
What sorcery had snow?

 

So keep your secret – Father!
I would not – if I could –
Know what the Sapphire Fellows, do,
In your new-fashioned world!