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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Always Mine!

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Always Mine!
No more Vacation!
Term of Light this Day begun!
Failless as the fair rotation
Of the Seasons and the Sun.
 
Old the Grace, but new the Subjects—
Old, indeed, the East,
Yet upon His Purple Programme
Every Dawn, is first.

#Americans #Women #XIXCentury

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