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Famous Poems by
Famous Poets :
Part Two: Nature, LXXXVIII
>> Emily Dickinson <<
WE like March, his shoes are purple, He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his coming, 5 And begets her spot. Stands the sun so close and mighty That our minds are hot. News is he of all the others; Bold it were to die 10 With the blue-birds buccaneering On his British sky.
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