The Rainbow Never Tells Me, par Emily Dickinson

The Rainbow Never Tells Me

The rainbow never tells me

That gust and storm are by,

Yet is she more convincing

Than Philosophy.

My flowers turn from Forums—

Yet eloquent declare

What Cato couldn’t prove me

Except the birds were here!

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517 He parts Himself—like Leaves— And then—He closes up— Then stands upon the Bonnet Of Any Buttercup—

Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it ma…

103 I have a King, who does not speak… So—wondering—thro’ the hours meek I trudge the day away— Half glad when it is night, and sl…

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

The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology - Because he travels freely

477 No Man can compass a Despair— As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The Traveller proceed—

155 The Murmur of a Bee A Witchcraft—yieldeth me— If any ask me why— ’Twere easier to die—

480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass

116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.

182 If I shouldn’t be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.

52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails—

I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,

727 Precious to Me—She still shall be… Though She forget the name I bear… The fashion of the Gown I wear— The very Color of My Hair—

416 A Murmur in the Trees—to note— Not loud enough—for Wind— A Star—not far enough to seek— Nor near enough—to find—

203 He forgot—and I—remembered— ’Twas an everyday affair— Long ago as Christ and Peter— “Warmed them” at the “Temple fire…