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Her—"last Poems"—
Poets—ended—Silver—perished—with her Tongue—
Not on Record—bubbled other,
Flute—or Woman—
So divine—
Not unto its Summer—Morning
Robin—uttered Half the Tune—
Gushed too free for the Adoring—
From the Anglo-Florentine—
Late—the Praise—
'Tis dull—conferring
On the Head too High to Crown—
Diadem—or Ducal Showing—
Be its Grave—sufficient sign—
Nought—that We—No Poet's Kinsman—
Suffocate—with easy woe—
What, and if, Ourself a Bridegroom—
Put Her down—in Italy?
Her—"last Poems"
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: silver, summer, woman, head, tongue, crown, morning, easy, grave, high, divine, flute, poet, record, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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