I robbed the Woods lyrics

by

Emily Dickinson


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I robbed the Woods
The trusting Woods
The unsuspecting Trees
Brought out their Burs and mosses
My fantasy to please
I scanned their trinkets curious—I grasped—I bore away
What will the solemn Hemlock
What will the Oak tree say?
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