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How fits his Umber Coat
The Tailor of the Nut?
Combined without a seam
Like Raiment of a Dream-
Who spun the Auburn Cloth?
Computed how the girth?
The Chestnut aged grows
In those primeval Clothes-
We know that we are wise-
Accomplished in Surprise-
Yet by this Countryman-
This nature-how undone!
How Fits His Umber Coat
Emily Dickinson
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