I Know A Place Where Summer Strives
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I know a place where Summer strives
With such a practised Frost-
She-each year-leads her Daisies back-
Recording briefly-”Lost”-
But when the South Wind stirs the Pools
And struggles in the lanes-
Her Heart misgives Her, for Her Vow-
And she pours soft Refrains
Into the lap of Adamant-
And spices-and the Dew-
That stiffens quietly to Quartz-
Upon her Amber Shoe-
Emily Dickinson
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