Poems: Third Series/Alpine Glow

by Emily Dickinson

 

XL.

ALPINE GLOW.

OUR lives are Swiss,—
So still, so cool,
Till, some odd afternoon,
The Alps neglect their curtains,
And we look farther on.

Italy stands the other side,
While, like a guard between,
The solemn Alps,
The siren Alps,
Forever intervene!