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To my quick ear the Leaves—conferred—
The Bushes—they were Bells—
I could not find a Privacy
From Nature’s sentinels—
In Cave if I presumed to hide
The Walls—begun to tell—
Creation seemed a mighty Crack—
To make me visible—
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891
To my quick ear the Leaves—conferred—
The Bushes—they were Bells—
I could not find a Privacy
From Nature’s sentinels—
In Cave if I presumed to hide
The Walls—begun to tell—
Creation seemed a mighty Crack—
To make me visible—
1830 - 1886/Female/American