There cam a Wind like a Bugle - <br />It quivered through the Grass <br />And a Green Chill upon the Heat <br />So ominous did pass <br />We barred the Windows and the Doors <br />As from an Emerald Ghost - <br />The Doom's electric Moccasin <br />The very instant passed - <br />On a strange Mob of panting Trees <br />And Fences fled away <br />And Rivers where the Houses ran <br />Those looked that lived - that Day - <br />The Bell within the steeple wild <br />The flying tidings told - <br />How much can come <br />And much can go, <br />And yet abide the World!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-came-a-wind-like-a-bugle/
