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Saturday Afternoon.

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

From all the jails the boys and girls
Ecstatically leap, --
Beloved, only afternoon
That prison doesn't keep.

They storm the earth and stun the air,
A mob of solid bliss.
Alas! that frowns could lie in wait
For such a foe as this!

(C) Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
06/30/2019


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