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1830–1886

XXIX.

Emily Dickinson

The one that could repeat the summer day Were greater than itself, though he Minutest of mankind might be. And who could reproduce the sun,

At period of going down — The lingering and the stain, I mean — When Orient has been outgrown, And Occident becomes unknown,

His name remain.

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