Emily Dickinson - Dust is the only Secret lyrics

153 Dust is the only Secret d**h, the only One You cannot find out all about In his "native town." Nobody know "his Father" Never was a Boy Hadn't any playmates Or "Early history" Industrious! Laconic! Punctual! Sedate! Bold as a Brigand! Stiller than a Fleet! Builds, like a Bird, too! Christ robs the Nest Robin after Robin Smuggled to Rest!