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Emily Dickinson (1830–86).  Complete Poems.  1924.

Part Two: Nature

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THE WIND tapped like a tired man,
And like a host, “Come in,”
I boldly answered; entered then
My residence within
  
A rapid, footless guest,        5
To offer whom a chair
Were as impossible as hand
A sofa to the air.
  
No bone had he to bind him,
His speech was like the push        10
Of numerous humming-birds at once
  
His countenance a billow,
His fingers, if he pass,
Let go a music, as of tunes
Blown tremulous in glass.        15
  
He visited, still flitting;
Then, like a timid man,
Again he tapped—’t was flurriedly—
And I became alone.

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