A Light Exists in Spring
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~Emily Dickinson
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A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields That Science cannot overtake But Human Nature feels.
It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree Upon the furthest Slope you know It almost speaks to you.
Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away Without the Formula of sound It passes and we stay --
A quality of loss
Affecting our Content As Trade had suddenly encroached Upon a Sacrament. |
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