I Cannot Meet The Spring Unmoved'
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I cannot meet the Spring unmoved-
I feel the old desire-
A Hurry with a lingering, mixed,
A Warrant to be fair-
A Competition in my sense
With something hid in Her-
And as she vanishes, Remorse
I saw no more of Her.
Emily Dickinson
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