How fits his Umber Coat Poem by Emily Dickinson
How fits his Umber Coat
How fits his Umber Coat
The Tailor of the Nut?
Combined without a seam
Like Raiment of a Dream -
Who spun the Auburn Cloth?
Computed how the girth?
The Chestnut aged grows
In those primeval Clothes -
We know that we are wise -
Accomplished in Surprise -
Yet by this Countryman -
This nature - how undone!
magnificient We know that we are wise - Accomplished in Surprise - Yet by this Countryman - This nature - how undone!
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4/22/2024 2:40:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The Chestnut aged grows In those primeval Clothes - A poem of nice metaphors. Thanks poet.