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Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.

Part Two: Nature

Epigram

MY nosegays are for captives;

Dim, long-expectant eyes,

Fingers denied the plucking,

Patient till paradise

To such, if they should whisper

Of morning and the moor,

They bear no other errand,

And I, no other prayer