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Read the poem: “The Secret”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
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The Secret


Some things that fly there be, —

Birds, hours, the bumble-bee:

Of these no elegy.


Some things that stay there be, —

Grief, hills, eternity:

Nor this behooveth me.


There are, that resting, rise.

Can I expound the skies?

How still the riddle lies!



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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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