Lyric Poem · Summer
The last of Summer is Delight
The last of Summer is Delight —
Deterred by Retrospect.
'Tis Ecstasy's revealed Review —
Enchantment's Syndicate.
To meet it — nameless as it is —
Without celestial Mail —
Audacious as without a Knock
To walk within the Veil.
This poem is in the public domain.
“The last of Summer is Delight” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/the-last-of-summer-is-delight
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