Poems: Second Series (Dickinson)/Requiem

by Emily Dickinson

 

XXXIII.

 

REQUIEM.

 

TAKEN from men this morning,
Carried by men to-day,
Met by the gods with banners
Who marshalled her away.

One little maid from playmates,
One little mind from school.—
There must be guests in Eden;
All the rooms are full.

Far as the east from even,
Dim as the border star,—
Courtiers quaint, in kingdoms,
Our departed are.