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Through lane it lay—through bramble - Emily Dickinson
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Through lane it lay—through bramble Emily Dickinson

Through lane it lay—through bramble - Emily Dickinson
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Through lane it lay—through bramble
Through clearing and through wood
Banditti often passed us
Upon the lonely road

The wolf came peering curious
The owl looked puzzled down
The serpent's satin figure
Glid stealthily along

The tempests touched our garments
The lightning's poinards gleamed
Fierce from the Crag above us
The hungry Vulture screamed

The satyr's fingers beckoned
The valley murmured "Come"
These were the mates
This was the road
Those children fluttered home
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