He Parts Himself-like Leaves
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He parts Himself-like Leaves-
And then-He closes up-
Then stands upon the Bonnet
Of Any Buttercup-
And then He runs against
And oversets a Rose-
And then does Nothing-
Then away upon a Jib-He goes-
And dangles like a Mote
Suspended in the Noon-
Uncertain-to return Below-
Or settle in the Moon-
What come of Him-at Night-
The privilege to say
Be limited by Ignorance-
What come of Him-That Day-
The Frost-possess the World-
In Cabinets-be shown-
A Sepulchre of quaintest Floss-
An Abbey-a Cocoon-
Emily Dickinson
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