The Trees like Tassels-hit- (Emily Dickinson Poems)
606The Trees like Tassels-hit-and swung-There seemed to rise a TuneFrom Miniature CreaturesAccompanying the Sun-Far Psalteries of Summer-Enamoring the EarThey never ...
606The Trees like Tassels-hit-and swung-There seemed to rise a TuneFrom Miniature CreaturesAccompanying the Sun-Far Psalteries of Summer-Enamoring the EarThey never ...
With brain o'erworn, with heart a summer clod, With eye so practised in each form around,- And all forms mean,-to ...
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