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Answer July—
Where is the Bee—
Where is the Blush—
Where is the Hay?
Ah, said July—
Where is the Seed—
Where is the Bud—
Where is the May—
Answer Thee—Me—
Nay—said the May—
Show me the Snow—
Show me the Bells—
Show me the Jay!
Quibbled the Jay—
Where be the Maize—
Where be the Haze—
Where be the Bur?
Here—said the Year—
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- The Bustle In A House
- Besides The Autumn Poets Sing
- All Forgot For Recollecting
- Did Our Best Moment Last
- An Awful Tempest Mashed The Air