Arcturus is his other name
I'd rather call him a star.
Its very mean of science
To go and interfere!

Arcturus is his other name
I'd rather call him a star.
Its very mean of science
To go and interfere!

I slew a worm the other day
A savant' passing by
Murmured 'Resurgam' 'Centipede
'Oh Lord how frail are we'!

I pull a flower from the woods
A monster with a glass
Computes the stamens in a breath
And has her in a 'class'!

Whereas I took a butterfly
Aforetime in my hat
He sits erect in his 'Cabinets'
The Clover bells forgot.

What once was 'Heaven'
Is 'Zenith' now
Where I proposed to go
When Time's brief masquerade was done
Is mapped and charted too.

What if the poles should frisk about
And stand upon their heads!
I hope I'm ready for 'the worst'
Whatever prank betides

Perhaps the 'Kingdom of Heaven's' changed
I hope the 'Children' there Won't be 'new fashioned' when I come
And laugh at and stare

I hope the Father in the skies
Will lift his little girl
Old fashioned naught everything
Over the stile of 'Pearl.'

Emily Dickinson

• was born December 10,1830 in Amherst, Massachusetts
• Attended Mount Holyoke
• Wrote poems about Death and immortallity
• Died 1886 in Amherst Massachsett