It sounded as if the Streets were running

It sounded as if the Streets were running
And then — the Streets stood still —
Eclipse — was all we could see at the Window
And Awe — was all we could feel.

By and by — the boldest stole out of his Covert
To see if Time was there —
Nature was in an Opal Apron,
Mixing fresher Air.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem It sounded as if the Streets were running

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