The Guest is gold and crimson -
An Opal guest and gray -
Of Ermine is his doublet -
His Capuchin gay -
He reaches town at nightfall -
He stops at every door -
Who looks for him at morning
I pray him too - explore
The Lark's pure territory -
Or the Lapwing's shore!
Emily Dickinson -
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