When I was small, a Woman died-1
Today-her Only Boy
Went up from the Potomac-
His face all Victory
To look at her-How slowly 5
The Seasons must have turned
Till Bullets clipt an Angle
And He passed quickly round-
If pride shall be in Paradise-9
Ourself cannot decide-
Of their imperial Conduct-
No person testified-
But, proud in Apparition-13
That Woman and her Boy
Pass back and forth, before my Brain
As even in the sky-
I'm confident that Bravoes-17
Perpetual break abroad
For Braveries, remote as this
In Scarlet Maryland-
Today-her Only Boy
Went up from the Potomac-
His face all Victory
To look at her-How slowly 5
The Seasons must have turned
Till Bullets clipt an Angle
And He passed quickly round-
If pride shall be in Paradise-9
Ourself cannot decide-
Of their imperial Conduct-
No person testified-
But, proud in Apparition-13
That Woman and her Boy
Pass back and forth, before my Brain
As even in the sky-
I'm confident that Bravoes-17
Perpetual break abroad
For Braveries, remote as this
In Scarlet Maryland-
(F.518/J.596)
[1] a Woman died:: Nancy Hanks Lincoln (1784-1818), mother of Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865).
[2] Her only Boy:: Nancy had a son and a daughter.
[4] all Victory:: Lincoln won the presidency in 1861. Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) wrote this poem around 1863.
[7, 8] Bullets, passed:: the Civil War (1861-1865).
[13-15] proud, Woman, her Boy, brain:: Dickinson saw the mother's pride.
[3, 20] Potomac, Maryland:: a hint on Washington, D.C.