Emily Dickinson Poem

A Cap of Lead across the sky

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A Cap of Lead across the sky
Was tight and surly drawn
We could not find the mighty Face
The Figure was withdrawn —

A Chill came up as from a shaft
Our noon became a well
A Thunder storm combines the charms
Of Winter and of Hell.

A chastened Grace is twice a Grace
A Bee his burnished Carriage

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