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Lyric Poem · Nature

When Roses cease to bloom, Sir

by Emily Dickinson

When Roses cease to bloom, Sir,

And Violets are done —

When Bumblebees in solemn flight

Have passed beyond the Sun —

The hand that paused to gather

Upon this Summer's day

Will idle lie — in Auburn —

Then take my flowers — pray!

This poem is in the public domain.

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