The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
Emily Dickinson Archive
It will be Summer - eventually.Ladies - with parasols - Sauntering Gentlemen - with Canes - And little Girls - with Dolls - Will tint the pallid landscape -As 'twere a bright Boquet - Tho' drifted deep, in Parian - The Village lies - today - The Lilacs - bending many a year - Will sway with purple load -The Bees - will not despise the tune - Their Forefathers - have hummed - The Wild Rose - redden in the Bog - The Aster - on the Hill Her everlasting fashion - set -And Covenant Gentians - frill -Till Summer folds her miracle - As Women - do - their Gown - Or Priests - adjust the Symbols - When Sacrament - is done -