This quiet dust was gentlemen and ladies <br />And lads and girls; <br />Was laughter and ability and sighing, <br />And frocks and curls; <br /> <br />This passive place a summer's nimble mansion, <br />Where bloom and bees <br />Fulfilled their oriental circuit, <br />Then ceased like these.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-quiet-dust-was-gentlemen-and-ladies/
