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Twas Here My Summer Paused

Emily Dickinson

1756

'Twas here my summer paused
What ripeness after then
To other scene or other soul
My sentence had begun.

To winter to remove
With winter to abide
Go manacle your icicle
Against your Tropic Bride.

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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