526
To hear an Oriole sing
May be a common thing—
Or only a divine.
It is not of the Bird
Who sings the same, unheard,
As unto Crowd—
The Fashion of the Ear
Attireth that it hear
In Dun, or fair—
So whether it be Rune,
Or whether it be none
Is of within.
The "Tune is in the Tree—"
The Skeptic—showeth me—
"No Sir! In Thee!"
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- Only God—detect The Sorrow
- Poor Little Heart!
- What Is—
- I Prayed, At First, A Little Girl
- The Feet Of People Walking Home