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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 387 of 446 · Third Series: Nature

Aftermath

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The murmuring of bees has ceased; But murmuring of some Posterior, prophetic, Has simultaneous come, --

The lower metres of the year, When nature's laugh is done, -- The Revelations of the book Whose Genesis is June.

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