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Famous Poems by
Famous Poets :
Part Two: Nature, XLV
>> Emily Dickinson <<
AS imperceptibly as grief The summer lapsed away,— Too imperceptible, at last, To seem like perfidy.
A quietness distilled, As twilight long begun, Or Nature, spending with herself Sequestered afternoon.
The dusk drew earlier in, The morning foreign shone,— A courteous, yet harrowing grace, As guest who would be gone.
And thus, without a wing, Or service of a keel, Our summer made her light escape Into the beautiful. `
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