The Hemlock
Emily Dickinson
1830 to 1886
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Or in the desert cloy, —
That men must slake in wilderness,
But children on the Don
The hemlock's nature thrives on cold;
Beneath his tabernacles play,
It suits his own austerity,
Lapland's necessity.
To satin races he is nought;
The gnash of northern winds
I think the hemlock likes to stand
His best Norwegian wines.
An instinct for the hoar, the bald,
Upon a marge of snow;
And satisfies an awe
Is sweetest nutriment to him,
And Dnieper wrestlers run.