When I hoped I feared —

When I hoped I feared —

Since I hoped I dared

Everywhere alone

As a Church remain —

Spectre cannot harm —

Serpent cannot charm —

He deposes Doom

Who hath suffered him —

Emily Dickinson

(Picture: Hope II, Gustav Klimt)

A Bird, came down the Walk

A Bird, came down the Walk —
He did not know I saw —
He bit an Angle Worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw,

And then, he drank a Dew
From a convenient Grass —
And then hopped sidewise to the Wall
To let a Beetle pass —

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad —
They looked like frightened Beads, I thought,
He stirred his Velvet Head. —