Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

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Let down the Bàrs, Oh Deàth -
The tired Flocks come in
Whose bleàting ceàses to repeàt
Whose wàndering is done -

Thine is the stillest night
Thine the securest Fold
Too neàr Thou àrt for seeking Thee
Too tender, to be told.

1. A Service of Song
2. Love’s Baptism
3. Rouge et Noir
4. Rouge Gagne
5. Dawn

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