Lyric Poem · Nature
Further in Summer than the Birds
Further in Summer than the Birds
Pathetic from the Grass
A minor Nation celebrates
Its unobtrusive Mass.
No Ordinance be seen
So gradual the Grace
A pensive Custom it becomes
Enlarging Loneliness.
Antiquest felt at Noon
When August burning low
Arise this spectral Canticle
Repose to typify
Remit as yet no Grace
No Furrow on the Glow
Yet a Druidic Difference
Enhances Nature now
This poem is in the public domain.
“Further in Summer than the Birds” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/further-in-summer-than-the-birds
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