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I Robbed The Woods
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

I Robbed The Woods

Poem By Emily Dickinson


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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.......oh this is so amazing...adding to my favorites ★
I have robbed them myself