Poems by Emily Dickinson: Alpine Glow
Updated May 6, 2020 |
Infoplease Staff
Alpine Glow
Our lives are Swiss, —
So still, so cool,
Till, some odd afternoon,
The Alps neglect their curtains,
And we look farther on.
So still, so cool,
Till, some odd afternoon,
The Alps neglect their curtains,
And we look farther on.
Italy stands the other side,
While, like a guard between,
The solemn Alps,
The siren Alps,
Forever intervene!
While, like a guard between,
The solemn Alps,
The siren Alps,
Forever intervene!
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