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The Snow that never drifts --

By Emily DickinsonSource: Emily Dickinson - PoetryDB (Public Domain)69 words

The Snow that never drifts --

The transient, fragrant snow

That comes a single time a Year

Is softly driving now --

So thorough in the Tree

At night beneath the star

That it was February's Foot

Experience would swear --

Like Winter as a Face

We stern and former knew

Repaired of all but Loneliness

By Nature's Alibit --

Were every storm so spice

The Value could not be --

We buy with contrast -- Pang is good

As near as memory --

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