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Poems by Emily Dickinson, Series Two

XV.

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THE HUMMING-BIRD.

A route of evanescence With a revolving wheel; A resonance of emerald, A rush of cochineal; And every blossom on the bush Adjusts its tumbled head, — The mail from Tunis, probably, An easy morning's ride.

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