Emily Dickinson - From Cocoon forth a Butterfly lyrics

354 From Cocoon forth a bu*terfly As Lady from her Door Emerged — a Summer Afternoon Repairing Everywhere Without Design — that I could trace Except to stray abroad On Miscellaneous Enterprise The Clovers — understood Her pretty Parasol be seen Contracting in a Field Where Men made Hay Then struggling hard With an opposing Cloud Where Parties — Phantom as Herself To Nowhere — seemed to go In purposeless Circumference As 'twere a Tropic Show And notwithstanding Bee — that worked And Flower — that zealous blew This Audience of Idleness Disdained them, from the Sky Till Sundown crept — a steady Tide And Men that made the Hay And Afternoon — and bu*terfly Extinguished — in the Sea