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Read the poem: “The Battle-Field”

by Emily Dickinson

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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
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The Battle-Field

They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars,

    Like petals from a rose,

When suddenly across the June

    A wind with fingers goes.

They perished in the seamless grass, —

    No eye could find the place;

But God on his repealless list

    Can summon every face.


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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson

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