Emily Dickinson: Fascicle 6

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Poem 5 (J 128: 1830-1886)

1:
Bring me the sunset in a cup,
2:
Reckon the morning's flagon's up
Reckon the morning's flagons up
Reckon the morning's flagons up ,
Reckon the morning's flagons up
3:
And say how many Dew ,
And say how many Dew ,
And say how many dew ;
And say how many Dew ,
4:
Tell me how far the morning leaps —
Tell me how far the morning leaps —
Tell me how far the morning leaps ,
Tell me how far the morning leaps —
5:
Tell me what time the weaver sleeps
6:
Who spun the breadths of blue!
7:
Write me how manny notes there be
8:
In the new Robin's Ecstasy
In the new Robin's ecstasy
In the new robin's ecstasy
In the new Robin's ecstasy
9:
Among astonished boughs —
Among astonished boughs —
Among astonished boughs ;
Among astonished boughs —
10:
How many trips the Tortoise makes —
How many trips the Tortoise makes —
How many trips the tortoise makes ,
How many trips the Tortoise makes —
11:
How many cups the Bee partakes ,
How many cups the Bee partakes ,
How many cups the bee partakes ,—
How many cups the Bee partakes ,
12:
The Debauchee of Dews !
The Debauchee of Dews !
The debauchee of dews !
The Debauchee of Dews !
13:
Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers,
Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers,
Also, who laid the rainbow's piers,
Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers,
14:
Also, who leads the docile spheres
15:
By withes of supple blue?
16:
Whose fingers string the stalactite —
Whose fingers string the stalactite —
Whose fingers string the stalactite ,
Whose fingers string the stalactite —
17:
Who counts the wampum of the night
Who counts the wampum of the night
Who counts the wampum of the night ,
Who counts the wampum of the night
18:
To see that none is due?
19:
Who built this little Alban House
Who built this little Alban House
Who built this little Alban house
Who built this little Alban House
20:
And shut the windows down so close
21:
My spirit cannot see?
22:
Who'll let me out some gala day
Who'll let me out some gala day
Who'll let me out some gala day ,
Who'll let me out some gala day
23:
With implements to fly away,
24:
Passing Pomposity ?
Passing Pomposity ?
Passing pomposity ?
Passing Pomposity ?
Image Map for Original Poem 5 Reckon the morning's flagon's up Reckon the morning's flagon's up And say how many Dew, And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps— In the new Robin's Ecstasy In the new Robin's Ecstasy Among astonished boughs— How many trips the Tortoise makes— How many trips the Tortoise makes— How many cups the Bee partakes, How many cups the Bee partakes, The Debauchee of Dews! The Debauchee of Dews! Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers, Whose fingers string the stalactite— Who counts the wampum of the night Who built this little Alban House Who'll let me out some gala day Passing Pomposity?
Image Map for Centenary Edition of Poem 5 Original Dickinson: Reckon the morning's flagon's up Original Dickinson: Reckon the morning's flagon's up Original Dickinson: And say how many Dew, Original Dickinson: And say how many Dew, Original Dickinson: Tell me how far the morning leaps— Original Dickinson: In the new Robin's Ecstasy Original Dickinson: In the new Robin's Ecstasy Original Dickinson: Among astonished boughs— Original Dickinson: How many trips the Tortoise makes— Original Dickinson: How many trips the Tortoise makes— Original Dickinson: How many cups the Bee partakes, Original Dickinson: How many cups the Bee partakes, Original Dickinson: The Debauchee of Dews! Original Dickinson: The Debauchee of Dews! Original Dickinson: Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers, Original Dickinson: Whose fingers string the stalactite— Original Dickinson: Who counts the wampum of the night Original Dickinson: Who built this little Alban House Original Dickinson: Who'll let me out some gala day Original Dickinson: Passing Pomposity?
Image Map for Complete Poems of Poem 5 Original Dickinson: Reckon the morning's flagon's up Original Dickinson: Reckon the morning's flagon's up Original Dickinson: And say how many Dew, Original Dickinson: Tell me how far the morning leaps— Original Dickinson: In the new Robin's Ecstasy Original Dickinson: In the new Robin's Ecstasy Original Dickinson: Among astonished boughs— Original Dickinson: How many trips the Tortoise makes— Original Dickinson: How many trips the Tortoise makes— Original Dickinson: How many cups the Bee partakes, Original Dickinson: How many cups the Bee partakes, Original Dickinson: The Debauchee of Dews! Original Dickinson: The Debauchee of Dews! Original Dickinson: Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers, Original Dickinson: Whose fingers string the stalactite— Original Dickinson: Who counts the wampum of the night Original Dickinson: Who built this little Alban House Original Dickinson: Who'll let me out some gala day Original Dickinson: Passing Pomposity?
Image Map for Final Harvest: Emily Dickinson's Poems of Poem 5 Original Dickinson: Reckon the morning's flagon's up Original Dickinson: Reckon the morning's flagon's up Original Dickinson: And say how many Dew, Original Dickinson: Tell me how far the morning leaps— Original Dickinson: In the new Robin's Ecstasy Original Dickinson: In the new Robin's Ecstasy Original Dickinson: Among astonished boughs— Original Dickinson: How many trips the Tortoise makes— Original Dickinson: How many trips the Tortoise makes— Original Dickinson: How many cups the Bee partakes, Original Dickinson: How many cups the Bee partakes, Original Dickinson: The Debauchee of Dews! Original Dickinson: The Debauchee of Dews! Original Dickinson: Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers, Original Dickinson: Whose fingers string the stalactite— Original Dickinson: Who counts the wampum of the night Original Dickinson: Who built this little Alban House Original Dickinson: Who'll let me out some gala day Original Dickinson: Passing Pomposity?