'Twas Love - not me -
Oh punish - pray -
The Real one died for Thee -
Just Him - not me -
Such Guilt - to love Thee - most!
Doom it beyond the Rest -
Forgive it - last -
'Twas base as Jesus - most!
Let Justice not mistake -
We Two - looked so alike -
Which was the Guilty Sake -
'Twas Love's - Now Strike!
Emily Dickinson
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...