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Read the poem: “The Bluebird”

by Emily Dickinson

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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
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The Bluebird

Before you thought of spring,

Except as a surmise,

You see, God bless his suddenness,

A fellow in the skies

Of independent hues,

A little weather-worn,

Inspiriting habiliments

Of indigo and brown.

With specimens of song,

As if for you to choose,

Discretion in the interval,

With gay delays he goes

To some superior tree

Without a single leaf,

And shouts for joy to nobody

But his seraphic self!


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The Blue Jay > > >

American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson

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