45 <br /> <br />There's something quieter than sleep <br />Within this inner room! <br />It wears a sprig upon its breast— <br />And will not tell its name. <br /> <br />Some touch it, and some kiss it— <br />Some chafe its idle hand— <br />It has a simple gravity <br />I do not understand! <br /> <br />I would not weep if I were they— <br />How rude in one to sob! <br />Might scare the quiet fairy <br />Back to her native wood! <br /> <br />While simple-hearted neighbors <br />Chat of the "Early dead"— <br />We—prone to periphrasis <br />Remark that Birds have fled!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-s-something-quieter-than-sleep/
