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As Summer into Autumn slips

Emily Dickinson·1830–1886
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As Summer into Autumn slipsAnd yet we sooner say"The Summer" than "the Autumn," lestWe turn the sun away, And almost count it an AffrontThe presence to concedeOf one however lovely, notThe one that we have loved -- So we evade the charge of YearsOn one attempting shyThe Circumvention of the ShaftOf Life's Declivity.