9 июн 1859 г. - "Where bells no more affright the morn - "
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Where bells no more affright the morn -Where scrabble never comes -
Where very nimble Gentlemen
Are forced to keep their rooms -
Where tired children placid sleep
Thro' centuries of noon
This place is Bliss - this town is Heaven -
Please, Pater, pretty soon!
"Oh could we climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er"
Not Father's bells - nor Factories -
Could scare us any more!
In this poem, Dickinson's view on factories and the industry they represent is fairly clear: they are oppositional to paradise, clearly excluded from a place of "Bliss."
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