Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

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Who robbed the woods,
The trusting woods?
The unsuspecting trees
Brought out their burrs and mosses
His fantasy to please.
He scanned their trinkets, curious,
He grasped, he bore away.
What will the solemn hemlock,
What will the fir-tree say?

1. Lost Faith
2. Fire
3. Disenchantment
4. Ventures
5. I Read My Sentence Steadily

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