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Of Brussels it was not

Of Brussels it was not

Of Brussels it was not
Of Kidderminster? Nay
The Winds did buy it of the Woods
They sold it unto me

It was a gentle price
The poorest could afford
It was within the frugal purse
Of Beggar or of Bird

Of small and spicy Yards
In hue a mellow Dun
Of Sunshine and of Sere Composed
But, principally of Sun

The Wind unrolled it fast
And spread it on the Ground
Upholsterer of the Pines is He
Upholsterer of the Pond



Poem Of Brussels it was not - Emily Dickinson