The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
Emily Dickinson Archive
I think the Hemlock likes to standOpon a Marge of Snow - It suits his own Austerity - And satisfies an awe That men, must slake in Wilderness -And in the Desert - cloy - Anhunger instinct for thedrear - Hoar, the Bald - Lapland's - nescessity - The Hemlock's nature thrives - on cold - The Gnash of Northern windsIs sweetest nutriment - to him - Hisgood best Norwegian Wines - To satin Races - he is nought - But children on the Don,Beneath his Tabernacles, play,And Dnieper Wrestlers, run.