TIME AND ETERNITY: XXVIII. She went as quiet as the dew
She went as quiet as the dew
From a familiar flower.
Not like the dew did she return
At the accustomed hour!
She dropt as softly as a star
From out my summer's eve;
Less skilful than Leverrier
It's sorer to believe!
Content of TIME AND ETERNITY: XXVIII. She went as quiet as the dew [Emily Dickinson's poem collection: First Series [Series 1]]