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Emily Dickinson : It is an honorable thought

It is an honorable thought,
	And makes one lift one’s hat,
As one encountered gentlefolk
	Upon a daily street,

That we’ve immortal place,
	Though pyramids decay,
And kingdoms, like the orchard,
	Flit russetly away. 

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)	?

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