
The poem explores the theme of regret and longing for a lost opportunity. The speaker reflects on a moment that has passed, realizing too late that it was a chance to connect with someone or something meaningful. The tone is melancholic and introspective, with a sense of resignation and acceptance.
By Emily Dickinson · First published 1890 · Genre: Poetry, Lyric, Elegy · 166 words
Delayed till she had ceased to know, Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay. An hour behind the fleeting breath, Later by just an hour than death, -- Oh, lagging yesterday!
Could she have guessed that it would be; Could but a crier of the glee Have climbed the distant hill; Had not the bliss so slow a pace, -- Who knows but this surrendered face Were undefeated still?
Oh, if there may departing be Any forgot by victory In her imperial round, Show them this meek apparelled thing, That could not stop to be a king, Doubtful if it be crowned!
Too Late is listed on Textopian as a poem by Emily Dickinson, dated 1890 CE.
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Poetry · American Literature · 19th Century · Mortality · Loss · Regret · Longing · Nature Imagery · Symbolism · Existential Crisis · Philosophical Themes · Spirituality