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I cannot meet the Spring unmoved—

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I cannot meet the Spring unmoved—

I feel the old desire—

A Hurry with a lingering, mixed,

A Warrant to be fair—

A Competition in my sense

With something hid in Her—

And as she vanishes, Remorse

I saw no more of Her.

Written by

Emily Dickinson

1830-1886 / Female / American

LinesWords: 944

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