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Over and over, like a Tune
Emily Dickinson
367 Over and over, like a Tune— The Recollection plays— Drums off the Phantom Battlements Cornets of Paradise— Snatches, from Baptized Generations— Cadences too grand But for the Justified Processions At the Lord’s Right hand.
