647 <br /> <br />A little Road—not made of Man— <br />Enabled of the Eye— <br />Accessible to Thill of Bee— <br />Or Cart of Butterfly— <br /> <br />If Town it have—beyond itself— <br />'Tis that—I cannot say— <br />I only know—no Curricle that rumble there <br />Bear Me—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-little-road-mdash-not-made-of-man/
