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Contents > Author > Emily Dickinson > In falling Timbers buried -- 1830- 1886 Previous Next Emily Dickinson In falling Timbers buried -- printer friendly version In falling Timbers buried -- There breathed a Man -- Outside -- the spades -- were plying -- The Lungs -- within -- Could He -- know -- they sought Him -- Could They -- know -- He breathed -- Horrid Sand Partition -- Neither -- could be heard -- Never slacked the Diggers -- But when Spades had done -- Oh, Reward of Anguish, It was dying -- Then -- Many Things -- are fruitless -- 'Tis a Baffling Earth -- But there is no Gratitude Like the Grace -- of Death -- (#614)   Previous Next

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