WHO ROBBED THE WOODS

by: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

      HO robbed the woods,
      The trusting woods?
      The unsuspecting trees
      Brought out their burrs and mosses
      His fantasy to please.
      He scanned their trinkets, curious,
      He grasped, he bore away.
      What will the solemn hemlock,
      What will the fir-tree say?

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