Emily Dickinson — Ah Teneriffe

666 Ah, Teneriffe! Retreating Mountain! Purples of Ages — pause for you Sunset — reviews her Sapphire Regiment Day — drops you her Red Adieu! Still — Clad in your Mail of ices Thigh of Granite — and thew — of Steel Heedless — alike — of pomp — or parting Ah, Teneriffe! I'm kneeling — still