Sang from the Heart, Sire,
Dipped my Beak in it,
If the Tune drip too much
Have a tint too Red

Pardon the Cochineal —
Suffer the Vermillion —
Death is the Wealth
Of the Poorest Bird.

Bear with the Ballad —
Awkward — faltering —
Death twists the strings —
‘Twasn’t my blame —

Pause in your Liturgies —
Wait your Chorals —
While I repeat your
Hallowed name —

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Sang from the Heart, Sire,


  1. joey says:

    i feel that emily dickinson’s full name should be: Emily IHaveahuge DICKinson. she always writes about sexual encounters so….change your name

  2. Edwin says:

    I believe the poem was about emily speaking her heart out to a loved one. She seems to be apoligizing for something she has done wrong. It was a pretty good poem.

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