Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.
Part Two: NatureCI
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Until we meet a snake;
’T is then we sigh for houses,
And our departure take
That only childhood knows.
A snake is summer’s treason,
And guile is where it goes.
Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.
Part Two: NatureS
Until we meet a snake;
’T is then we sigh for houses,
And our departure take
That only childhood knows.
A snake is summer’s treason,
And guile is where it goes.