There came a Wind like a Bugle --

There came a Wind like a Bugle --
It bubbled in --[^a1]quivered through the Grass
And a Green Chill upon the Heat
So ominous did pass
We barred the Windows and the Doors
As from an Emerald Ghost --
The Doom's electric Moccasin
That very instant passed --
Upon a Mob --[^a2]On a strange Mob of panting Trees
And Fences fled away
And Rivers where the Houses ran
The Living looked that Day --[^a3]Those looked that lived -- that Day --
The Bell within the steeple wild
The flying tidings told --
How much can come
And much can go,
And yet remain[^a4]abide the World!

[^a1: bubbled in -- | bubbled in --]

[^a2: Upon a Mob -- | Upon a Mob --]

[^a3: The Living looked that Day -- | The Living looked that Day --]

[^a4: remain | remain]