Morns like these – we parted – | Affiliated Manuscripts

A 82-6 (Fr18C)

ca. 1858, summer

Ink | Fair copy | Bound (fascicle 1)

On laid, cream, lightly-ruled stationery, embossed G & T within a decorated eight-sided device

Retained in Dickinson's archive.

Morns like these – we parted –
Noons like these – she rose –
Flutterring first – then firmer
To her fair repose.

 

Never did she lisp it –
It was not for me –
She – was mute from transport –
I – from agony –


Till – the evening nearing
One the curtains drew –
Quick! A sharper rustling!
And this linnet flew!
So has a Daisy vanished

From the fields today –

So tiptoed many a slipper

To paradise away –