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Circuit III - (18) A Bird Came Down the Walk (J-0328) (F-0359)
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(1) A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw (2) He bit an angleworm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. (3) And then he drank a dew From a convenient grass, (4) And then hopped sidewise to the wall To let a beetle pass. (5) He glanced with rapid eyes That hurried all abroad (6) They looked like frightened beads, I thought He stirred his velvet head (7) Like one in danger, cautious, I offered him a crumb, (8) And he unrolled his feathers And rowed him softer home (9) Than oars divide the ocean, Too silver for a seam, (10) Or butterflies, off banks of noon, Leap, plashless, as they swim. ~ Emily Dickinson
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(1)
"The Violets are by my side, the Robin very near, and "Spring" they say, Who is she going by the door. ~ (L #187) | |||||
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(1-4)
"The robin is a Gabriel in humble circumstances his dress denotes him socially, of transport's working classes." ~ (J-1483) (F-1520) | |||||
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"I knew a bird that would sing as firm in the center of dissolution, as in it's father's nest. Phoenix, or the Robin? While I leave you to guess, I will take Mother her tea." ~ (L #685) --------- (as if the same text were a poem:) "I knew a bird that would sing as firm in the center of dissolution, as in it's father's nest. Phoenix, or the Robin? While I leave you to guess, I will take Mother her tea." --------- | |||||
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(5-8) "I knew not but the next would be my final inch this gave me that precarious gait some call experience." ~ (J-0875) (F-0926) | |||||
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(6-7) "You think my gait 'spasmodic' I am in danger Sir You think me 'uncontrolled' I have no Tribunal." (L #265) | |||||
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(7-8) "The robin is the one that speechless from her nest
submit that home and certainty and sanctity are best." ~ (J-0828) (F-0501) | |||||
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(7-10) "How deep this lifetime is one guess at the waters, and we are plunged beneath!" ~ (L #822) | |||||
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(7-10) "Silence's oblation to the ear supersedes sound Sweetest of renowns to remain." ~ (L 458) | |||||
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(8-10) "[A] bird's far navigation discloses just a hue a plash of oars, a gaiety then swallowed up, of view." ~ (J-0243) (F-0257) | |||||
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(9) "An everywhere of silver, with ropes of sand to keep it from effacing the track called land " ~ (J-0884) (F-0931) | |||||
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(9-10) "A butterfly . . . repairing everywhere, without design, that I could trace, except to stray abroad on miscellaneous enterprise." ~ (J-0354) (F-0610) | |||||
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(10) "To him who keeps an Orchis' heart The swamps are pink with June." ~ (J-0022) (F-0031) | |||||
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