His Feet are shod with Gauze

by Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson


His Feet are shod with Gauze-
His Helmet, is of Gold,
His Breast, a Single Onyx
With Chrysophrase, inlaid.

His Labor is a Chant-
His Idleness-a Tune-
Oh, for a Bee's experience
Of Clovers, and of Noon!

Last updated June 21, 2015