The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
Emily Dickinson Archive
I like to see it lap the Miles -And lick the Valleys up - And stop to feed itself at Tanks - And then - prodigious step Around a Pile of Mountains -And supercilious peer In Shanties - by the sides of Roads - And then a Quarry pare To fit it'sRibs - sides And crawl betweenComplaining all the while In horrid - hooting stanza - Then chase itself down Hill - then -And neigh like Boanerges -Then -punctual as - prompter than a StarStop - docile and omnipotent At it's own stable door -