Poems by Emily Dickinson: IV ("Perhaps")
Updated May 6, 2020 |
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IV
Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower?
But I could never sell.
If you would like to borrow
Until the daffodil
But I could never sell.
If you would like to borrow
Until the daffodil
Unties her yellow bonnet
Beneath the village door,
Until the bees, from clover rows
Their hock and sherry draw,
Beneath the village door,
Until the bees, from clover rows
Their hock and sherry draw,
Why, I will lend until just then,
But not an hour more!
But not an hour more!
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