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Read the poem: “Sleeping”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
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Sleeping


A long, long sleep, a famous sleep

   That makes no show for dawn

By stretch of limb or stir of lid, —

   An independent one.


Was ever idleness like this?

   Within a hut of stone

To bask the centuries away

   Nor once look up for noon?



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So bashful when I spied her > > >

American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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