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Emily Dickinson's Collected Poems

Part Three: Nature 101. Sweet is the swamp with its secrets

A SNAKE.


Sweet is the swamp with its secrets,

Until we meet a snake;

'T is then we sigh for houses,

And our departure take

At that enthralling gallop

That only childhood knows.

A snake is summer's treason,

And guile is where it goes.

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