Like Some Old fashioned Miracle (302)
Emily Dickinson
Track 232 on Poems by Emily Dickinson
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Like Some Old fashioned Miracle (302) Lyrics
Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
When Summertime is done—
Seems Summer's Recollection
And the Affairs of June
As infinite Tradition
As Cinderella's Bays—
Or Little John—of Lincoln Green—
Or Blue Beard's Galleries—
Her Bees have a fictitious Hum—
Her Blossoms, like a Dream—
Elate us—till we almost weep—
So plausible—they seem—
Her Memories like Strains—Review—
When Orchestra is dumb—
The Violin in Baize replaced—
And Ear—and Heaven—numb—
When Summertime is done—
Seems Summer's Recollection
And the Affairs of June
As infinite Tradition
As Cinderella's Bays—
Or Little John—of Lincoln Green—
Or Blue Beard's Galleries—
Her Bees have a fictitious Hum—
Her Blossoms, like a Dream—
Elate us—till we almost weep—
So plausible—they seem—
Her Memories like Strains—Review—
When Orchestra is dumb—
The Violin in Baize replaced—
And Ear—and Heaven—numb—
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