Nature
It's like the light, --
Nature
It's like the light, --
A fashionless delight
It's like the bee, --
A dateless melody.
It's like the woods,
Private like breeze,
Phraseless, yet it stirs
The proudest trees.
It's like the morning, --
Best when it's done, --
The everlasting clocks
Chime noon.
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MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “It's like the light, --.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/373/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “It's like the light, --.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/373/.
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