"Glee! the storm is over"

V.

Glee ! the great storm is over ! Four have recovered the land ; Forty gone down together Into the boiling sand. Ring, for the scant salvation ! Toll, for the bonnie souls, — Neighbor and friend and bridegroom, Spinning upon the shoals ! How they will tell the shipwreck When winter shakes the door, Till the children ask, "But the forty ? Did they come back no more ?" Then a silence suffuses the story, And a softness the teller's eye ; And the children no further question, And only the waves reply.

 

from Poems by Emily Dickinson (1890)
Rouge gagne	"If I can stop one heart from breaking"

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