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A Drop fell on the Apple Tree

Emily Dickinson

1860

A Drop fell on the Apple Tree -

Another - on the Roof -

A Half a Dozen kissed the Eaves -

And made the Gables laugh -

 

A few went out to help the Brook

That went to help the Sea -

Myself Conjectured were they Pearls -

What Necklaces could be -

 

The Dust replaced, in Hoisted Roads -

The Birds jocoser sung -

The Sunshine threw his Hat away -

The Bushes - spangles flung -

 

The Breezes brought dejected Lutes -

And bathed them in the Glee -

The Orient showed a single Flag,

And signed the fĂȘte away -

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