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Some things that fly there be—
Birds—Hours—the Bumblebee—
Of these no Elegy.
Some things that stay there be—
Grief—Hills—Eternity—
Nor this behooveth me.
There are that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the Riddle lies!
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'Some Things That Fly There Be' are spirits. Emily experienced spirits. Usually when a person dies, her spirit moves on...but Emily interacted with those that didn't. If you look at every single one of Emily's poems with this in mind, they suddenly all make sense.