Emily Dickinson - As Watchers hang upon the East lyrics

121 As Watchers hang upon the East As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread As brooks in deserts babble sweet On ear too far for the delight Heaven beguiles the tired As that same watcher, when the East Opens the lid of Amethyst And lets the morning go That Beggar, when an honored Guest Those thirsty lips to flagons pressed Heaven to us, if true