194 Come Slowly, Eden! (ca. 1858-1865) By Emily Dickinson
APOTHEOSIS.[1]
Come slowly, Eden!
Lips unused to thee,
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars — enters,
And is lost in balms!
Source:
Poems by Emily Dickinson Three Series, Emily Dickinson, Public Domain
- Elevation to a preeminent or transcendent position; glorification ↵
