Emily Dickinson — Could I but ride indefinite 661

Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No man visit me And flirt all Day with Buttercups And marry whom I may And dwell a little everywhere Or better, run away With no Police to follow Or chase me if I do Till I should jump Peninsulas To get away from you— I said "But just to be a Bee" Upon a Raft of Air And row in Nowhere all Day long And anchor "off the Bar" What Liberty! So Captives deem Who tight in Dungeons are.