Emily Dickinson

This Was In The White Of The Year

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This was in the White of the Year That was in the Green Drifts were as difficult then to think As Daisies now to be seen Looking back is best that is left Or if it be before Retrospection is Prospect’s half, Sometimes, almost more.

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