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The Gentian has a parched Corolla

The Gentian has a parched Corolla
Like azure dried
‘Tis Nature’s buoyant juices
Beatified
Without a vaunt or sheen
As casual as Rain
And as benign

When most is part it comes
Nor isolate it seems
Its Bond its Friend
To fill its Fringed career
And aid an aged Year
Abundant end

Its lot were it forgot
This Truth endear
Fidelity is gain
Creation is o’er


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Poem The Gentian has a parched Corolla - Emily Dickinson