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The two surviving versions of one of Dickinson’s greatest death poems.
This poem first appeared in 1862 in the Springfield Daily Republican (one of only a handful of Dickinson’s poems to be published in her lifetime) and was originally titled “The Sleeping.” Susan Gilbert, Dickinson’s sister-in-law...
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers—
Untouched by Morning
And untouched by Noon—
Sleep the meek members of the Resurrection—
Rafter of satin
And Roof of stone
Light laughs the breeze
In her Castle above them—
Babbles the Bee in a stolid Ear
Pipe the Sweet Birds in gorant cadence—
Ah, what sagacity perished here!
Version of 1862
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Safe in their Alabaster Chambers—
Untouched by Morning
And untouched by Noon—
Lie the meek members of the Resurrection—
Rafter of Satin—and Roof of Stone!
Grand go the Years—in the Crescent—above them—
Worlds scoop their Arcs—
And Firmaments—row—
Diadems—drop—and Doges—surrender—
Soundless as dots—on a Disc of Snow—