Safe in their alabaster chambers

by Noah Haalilio Solomon

By Emily Dickinson

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Safe in their alabaster chambers,

Untouched by morning and untouched by noon,

Sleep the meek members of the resurrection.

Rafter of satin, and roof of stone.

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Light laughs the breeze in her castle of sunshine;

Babbles the bee in a stolid ear;

Pipe the sweet birds in ignorant cadence,

— Ah, what sagacity perished here!

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Grand go the years in the crescent above them;

Worlds scoop their arcs, and firmaments row,

Diadems drop and Doges surrender,

Soundless as dots on a disk of snow.

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