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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I dreaded that first Robin, so</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">348</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dreaded that first Robin, so,<br>But He is mastered, now,<br>I'm accustomed to Him grown,<br>He hurts a little, though—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I thought If I could only live<br>Till that first Shout got by—<br>Not all Pianos in the Woods<br>Had power to mangle me—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dared not meet the Daffodils—<br>For fear their Yellow Gown<br>Would pierce me with a fashion<br>So foreign to my own—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wished the Grass would hurry—<br>So—when 'twas time to see—<br>He'd be too tall, the tallest one<br>Could stretch—to look at me—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could not bear the Bees should come,<br>I wished they'd stay away<br>In those dim countries where they go,<br>What word had they, for me?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They're here, though; not a creature failed—<br>No Blossom stayed away<br>In gentle deference to me—<br>The Queen of Calvary—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each one salutes me, as he goes,<br>And I, my childish Plumes,<br>Lift, in bereaved acknowledgment<br>Of their unthinking Drums—</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Dickinson">Emily Dickinson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385722" data-title="I dreaded that first Robin, so de Emily Dickinson" data-description="348 I dreaded that first Robin, so, But He is mastered, now, I'm accustomed to Him grown, He hurts a little, though— I thought If I could only live Till that first Shout got by— Not all Pianos in the Woods Had power to mangle me&mdas..."></div> </div> </div>
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