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Emily Dickinson's Collected Poems

Part Three: Nature 77. 'T was later when the summer went

'T was later when the summer went

Than when the cricket came,

And yet we knew that gentle clock

Meant nought but going home.


'T was sooner when the cricket went

Than when the winter came,

Yet that pathetic pendulum

Keeps esoteric time.

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