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

Part Five: The Single Hound

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WE should not mind so small a flower,

Except it quiet bring

Our little garden that we lost

Back to the lawn again.

So spicy her Carnations red,

So drunken reel her Bees,

So silver steal a hundred Flutes

From out a hundred trees,

That whoso sees this little flower,

By faith may clear behold

The Bobolinks around the throne,

And Dandelions gold.