Nothing New

Classic writing, modern delivery

Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 392 of 446 · Third Series: Time and Eternity

Ending

— ✻ —

That is solemn we have ended, --
Be it but a play,
Or a glee among the garrets,
Or a holiday,

Or a leaving home; or later,
Parting with a world
We have understood, for better
Still it be unfurled.

Receive Emily Dickinson one poem at a time, on your schedule.
Subscribe →