Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Secrets

The skies can't keep their secret!
They tell it to the hills --
The hills just tell the orchards --
And they the daffodils!

A bird, by chance, that goes that way
Soft overheard the whole.
If I should bribe the little bird,
Who knows but she would tell?

I think I won't, however,
It's finer not to know;
If summer were an axiom,
What sorcery had snow?

So keep your secret, Father!
I would not, if I could,
Know what the sapphire fellows do,
In your new-fashioned world!

1. Contrast
2. Ventures
3. Disenchantment
4. What Soft, Cherubic Creatures
5. Philosophy

Letitia Landon Secrets ("LIFE has dark secrets; and the hearts are few")

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