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This-is the land-the Sunset washes-
These-are the Banks of the Yellow Sea-
Where it rose-or whither it rushes-
These-are the Western Mystery!
Night after Night
Her purple traffic
Strews the landing with Opal Bales-
Merchantmen-poise upon Horizons-
Dip-and vanish like Orioles!
This'is The Land'the Sunset Washes
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: purple, rose, sea, sunset, mystery, yellow, night, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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