Emily Dickinson: The Spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hand
The Spider holds a Silver Ball
In unperceived Hands -
And dancing softly as He knits
His Coil of Pearl - unwinds -
He plies from Nought to Nought -
In unsubstantial Trade -
Supplants our Tapestries with His -
In half the period -
An Hour to rear supreme
His Theories of Light -
Then dangle from the Housewife's Broom -
His Sophistries - forgot.
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Musicians wrestle everywhere -
All day - among the crowded air
I hear the silver strife -
And - waking - long before the morn -
Such transport breaks upon the town
I think it that "New life"...
No Notice gave She, but a Change -
No Message, but a Sigh -
For Whom, the Time did not suffice
That She should specify.
She was not warm, though Summer shone
Nor scrupulous of cold
Though Rime by Rime...
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
Upon a single Wheel -
Whose spokes a dizzy Music make
As 'twere a travelling Mill -
He never stops, but slackens
Above the Ripest Rose -
Partakes without alighting
And p...