Bring me the sunset in a cup
Bring me the sunset in a cup Reckon the morning's flagon's up And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps – Tell me what time the weawer sleeps Who spun the breadths of blue!
Write me how many notes there be In the new Robin's extasy Among astonished boughs – How many trips the Tortoise makes – How many cups the Bee partakes, the Debauchee of Dews!
Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers, Also, who leads the docile spheres By withes of supple blue? Whose fingers string the stalactite – Who count the wampum of the night To see that none is due?
Who built this little Alban House and shut the window down so close My spirit cannot see? Who'll let me out some gala day With implements to fly away Passing Pomposity?
Emily DIckinson (1859)









