I like to see it lap the miles

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I like to see it lap the miles,

I like to see it lap the miles,

And lick the valleys up,

And stop to feed itself at tanks;

And then, prodigious, step



Around a pile of mountains,

And, supercilious, peer

In shanties by the sides of roads;

And then a quarry pare



To fit its sides, and crawl between,

Complaining all the while

In horrid, hooting stanza;

Then chase itself down hill



And neigh like Boanerges;

Then, punctual as a star,

Stop--docile and omnipotent--

At its own stable door.

by Dickinson

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