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Famous Poems by
Famous Poets :
Part Two: Nature, XLVIII
>> Emily Dickinson <<
GOD made a little gentian; It tired to be a rose And failed, and all the summer laughed. But just before the snows There came a purple creature That ravished all the hill; And summer hid her forehead, And mockery was still. The frosts were her condition; The Tyrian would not come Until the North evoked it. “Creator! shall I bloom?”
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