New feet within my garden go

Emily Dickinson(1830–1886)

1890

New feet within my garden go,New fingers stir the sod;A troubadour upon the elmBetrays the solitude.

New children play upon the green,New weary sleep below;And still the pensive spring returns,And still the punctual snow!

From Poems (1890), the first published collection, via the English Wikisource transcription.

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