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

Part Two: Nature

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AN AWFUL tempest mashed the air,
The clouds were gaunt and few;
A black, as of a spectre’s cloak,
Hid heaven and earth from view.
  
The creatures chuckled on the roofs        5
And whistled in the air,
And shook their fists and gnashed their teeth,
And swung their frenzied hair.
  
The morning lit, the birds arose;
The monster’s faded eyes        10
Turned slowly to his native coast,
And peace was Paradise!

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