Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Four: Time and Eternity
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| THEY dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars, | |
| Like petals from a rose, | |
| When suddenly across the June | |
| A wind with fingers goes. | |
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| They perished in the seamless grass, | 5 |
| No eye could find the place; | |
| But God on his repealless list | |
| Can summon every face. | |
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