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Read the poem: “‘T was later when the summer went”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
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‘T was later when the summer went


‘T was later when the summer went

Than when the cricket came,

And yet we knew that gentle clock

Meant nought but going home.


‘T was sooner when the cricket went

Than when the winter came,

Yet that pathetic pendulum

Keeps esoteric time.



< < < Sweet hours have perished here
Talk with prudence to a beggar > > >

American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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