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I robbed the Woods

 I robbed the Woods --
The trusting Woods.
The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses My fantasy to please.
I scanned their trinkets curious -- I grasped -- I bore away -- What will the solemn Hemlock -- What will the Oak tree say?

Poem by Emily Dickinson
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