Emily Dickinson

Could I But Ride Indefinite

poem 661

Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me And flirt all Day with Buttercups And marry whom I may And dwell a little everywhere Or better, run away With no Police to follow Or chase Him if He do Till He should jump Peninsulas To get away from me I said But just to be a Bee Upon a Raft of Air And row in Nowhere all Day long And anchor off the Bar What Liberty! So Captives deem Who tight in Dungeons are.

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