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To hear an Oriole sing
Emily Dickinson
526 To hear an Oriole sing May be a common thing— Or only a divine. It is not of the Bird Who sings the same, unheard, As unto Crowd— The Fashion of the Ear Attireth that it hear In Dun, or fair— So whether it be Rune, Or whether it be none Is of within. The “Tune is in the Tree—” The Skeptic—showeth me— “No Sir! In Thee!”
