Sang from the Heart, Sire,

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Written by:

Emily Dickinson (other works)

Poem #:

1059

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Language:

English

Type:

Poetry

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Preceded by:

Bloom -- is Result -- to meet a Flower -1058-

Succeeded by:

Air has no Residence, no Neighbor, -1060-

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Sang from the Heart, Sire,
Dipped my Beak in it,
If the Tune drip too much
Have a tint too Red

Pardon the Cochineal --
Suffer the Vermillion --
Death is the Wealth
Of the Poorest Bird.

Bear with the Ballad --
Awkward -- faltering --
Death twists the strings --
'Twasn't my blame --

Pause in your Liturgies --
Wait your Chorals --
While I repeat your
Hallowed name --