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As if some little Arctic flower

Emily Dickinson·1830–1886
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As if some little Arctic flowerUpon the polar hem --Went wandering down the LatitudesUntil it puzzled cameTo continents of summer --To firmaments of sun --To strange, bright crowds of flowers --And birds, of foreign tongue!I say, As if this little flowerTo Eden, wandered in --What then? Why nothing,Only, your inference therefrom!