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  • Besides the Autumn poets sing | Emily Dickinson

    Besides the Autumn poets sing
    A few prosaic days
    A little this side of the snow
    And that side of the Haze --

    A few incisive Mornings --
    A few Ascetic Eves --
    Gone -- Mr. Bryant's "Golden Rod" --
    And Mr. Thomson's "sheaves."

    Still, is the bustle in the Brook --
    Sealed are the spicy valves --
    Mesmeric fingers softly touch
    The Eyes of many Elves --

    Perhaps a squirrel may remain --
    My sentiments to share --
    Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind --
    Thy windy will to bear!

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    Gone -- Mr. Bryant's "Golden Rod" --
    And Mr. Thomson's "sheaves."
    Allusions lost to the sieves
    of time; her life's autumnal mood.

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