Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SHE DIED AT PLAY, by EMILY DICKINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: Her countenance as spray Subject(s): Death; Play | ||||||||
She died at play, Gambolled away Her lease of spotted hours, Then sank as gaily as a Turk Upon a Couch of flowers. Her ghost strolled softly o'er the hill Yesterday, and Today, Her vestments as the silver fleece - Her countenance as spray. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONATA AT PAYNE HOLLOW by WENDELL BERRY A DREAM OF WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS by ROBERT BLY THE GAIETY OF FORM by ROBERT BLY INSIDE GERTRUDE STEIN by LYNN EMANUEL |
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