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There Came a Wind Like a Bugle

There Came a Wind Like a Bugle, Emily Dickinson 'There came a wind like a Bugle- It quivered through the grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doors As from an Emerald Ghost- The Doom’s electric Moccasin That very instant passed- On a strange Mob of panting Trees And Fences fled away And Rivers where the Houses ran Those looked that lived—that Day— The Bell within the steeple wild The flying tidings told- How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the World!'

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