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The Color of a Queen, is this—
The Color of a Sun
At setting—this and Amber—
Beryl—and this, at Noon—
And when at night—Auroran widths
Fling suddenly on men—
'Tis this—and Witchcraft—nature keeps
A Rank—for Iodine—
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- The Sunset Stopped On Cottages
- The Drop, That Wrestles In The Sea
- New Feet Within My Garden Go
- I Keep My Pledge
- I Know Where Wells Grow—droughtless Wells