Like Brooms Of Steel
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Like Brooms of Steel
The Snow and Wind
Had swept the Winter Street-
The House was hooked
The Sun sent out
Faint Deputies of Heat-
Where rode the Bird
The Silence tied
His ample-plodding Steed
The Apple in the Cellar snug
Was all the one that played.
Emily Dickinson
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