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Besides the Autumn poets sing (131) by Emily Dickinson

Besides the Autumn poets sing (131) is a poem composed by Emily Dickinson.

Besides the Autumn poets sing (131)

Besides the Autumn poets sing,
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the Haze -A few incisive mornings –
A few Ascetic eves –
Gone – Mr Bryant’s “Golden Rod” –
And Mr Thomson’s “sheaves.”

Still, is the bustle in the brook –
Sealed are the spicy valves –
Mesmeric fingers softly touch
The eyes of many Elves –

Perhaps a squirrel may remain –
My sentiments to share –
Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind –
Thy windy will to bear!

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