Emily Dickinson Poem

How know it from a Summer’s Day?

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How know it from a Summer’s Day?
It’s Fervors are as firm –
And nothing in the Countenance
But scintillates the same –
Yet Birds examine it and flee –
And Vans without a name
Inspect the Admonition
And sunder as they came –

How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights
How Human Nature dotes

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