PLAYMATES, by EMILY DICKINSONPoet AnalysisPoet's Biography
First Line: God permits industrious angels / afternoons to play Last Line: After playing crown! Variant Title(s): Poem: 231;poem: 245
God permits industrious angels Afternoons to play. I met one, -- forgot my school-mates, All, for him, straightway. . God calls home the angels promptly At the setting sun; I missed mine. How dreary the marbles, After playing Crown!