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Read the poem: “Playmates”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
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Pompless no life can pass away > > >


Playmates


God permits industrious angels

Afternoons to play.

I met one, — forgot my school-mates,

All, for him, straightway.


God calls home the angels promptly

At the setting sun;

I missed mine. How dreary marbles,

After playing Crown!



< < < Philosophy
Pompless no life can pass away > > >

American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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