The Snake.
A narrow fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him, -- did you not, His notice sudden is. The grass divides as with a comb, A spotted shaft is seen; And then it closes at your feet And opens further on. He likes a boggy acre, A floor too cool for corn. Yet when a child, and barefoot, I more than once, at morn, Have passed, I thought, a whip-lash Unbraiding in the sun, -- When, stooping to secure it, It wrinkled, and was gone. Several of nature's people I know, and they know me; I feel for them a transport Of cordiality; But never met this fellow, Attended or alone, Without a tighter breathing, And zero at the bone.
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"A narrow fellow in the grass..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Emily Elizabeth Dickinson delivers a powerful performance in "The Snake."... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...