Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

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Ah, necromancy sweet!
Ah, wizard erudite!
 Teach me the skill
That I instill the pain
Surgeons assuage in vain,
 Nor herb of all the plain
Can heal!

1. High from the Earth I Heard a Bird
2. To March
3. Dawn (Not knowing when the dawn will come)
4. The Bat
5. March

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