The One Who Could Repeat The Summer Day
Emily Dickinson
307 The One who could repeat the Summer day— Were greater than itself—though He Minutest of Mankind should be— And He—could reproduce the Sun— At period of going down— The Lingering—and the Stain—I mean— When Orient have been outgrown And Occident—become Unknown— His Name—remain—
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