A Winged Spark Doth Soar About'
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A winged spark doth soar about-
I never met it near
For Lightning it is oft mistook
When nights are hot and sere-
Its twinkling Travels it pursues
Above the Haunts of men-
A speck of Rapture-first perceived
By feeling it is gone-
Rekindled by some action quaint
Emily Dickinson
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