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602 Of Brussels—it was not— Of Kidderminster? Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods— They—sold it unto me It was a gentle price— The poorest—could afford— It was within the frugal purse Of Beggar—or of Bird— Of small and spicy Yards— In hue—a mellow Dun— Of Sunshine—and of Sere—Composed— But, principally—of Sun— The Wind—unrolled it fast— And spread it on the Ground— Upholsterer of the Pines—is He— Upholsterer—of the Pond—
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Of Brussels—it was not
602 Of Brussels—it was not— Of Kidderminster? Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods— They—sold it unto me It was a gentle price— The poorest—could afford— It was within the frugal purse Of Beggar—or of Bird— Of small and spicy Yards— In hue—a mellow Dun— Of Sunshine—and of Sere—Composed— But, principally—of Sun— The Wind—unrolled it fast— And spread it on the Ground— Upholsterer of the Pines—is He— Upholsterer—of the Pond—
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American