Emily Dickinson — The Doomed—regard the Sunrise

294 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it The Man—to die—tomorrow Harks for the Meadow Bird Because its Music stirs the Axe That clamors for his head Joyful—to whom the Sunrise Precedes Enamored—Day Joyful—for whom the Meadow Bird Has ought but Elegy!