Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

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The Daisy follows soft the Sun -
And when his golden walk is done -
Sits shyly at his feet -
He - waking - finds the flower there -
Wherefore - Marauder - art thou here?
Because, Sir, love is sweet!

We are the Flower - Thou the Sun!
Forgive us, if as days decline -
We nearer steal to Thee!
Enamored of the parting West -
The peace - the flight - the Amethyst -
Night's possibility!

1. Love’s Baptism
2. Rouge Gagne
3. To Fight Aloud Is Very Brave
4. Dawn
5. Why?

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