Emily DICKINSON
1858
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Distrustful of the Gentian — And just to turn away, The fluttering of her fringes Chid my perfidy — Weary for my — I will singing go — I shall not feel the sleet — then — I shall not fear the snow.
1858
Distrustful of the Gentian — And just to turn away, The fluttering of her fringes Chid my perfidy — Weary for my — I will singing go — I shall not feel the sleet — then — I shall not fear the snow.