Lightly stepped a yellow star
To its lofty place -
Loosed the Moon her silver hat
From her lustral Face -
All of Evening softly lit
As an Astral Hall -
Father, I observed to Heaven,
You are punctual.
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- Dear March - Come in
- The Birds Reported From The South
- The Province Of The Saved
- When The Astronomer Stops Seeking
- The Juggler's Hat Her Country Is