О, Март, входи (Дикинсон/Гаврилов)

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Dear March — Come in — by Emily Dickinson 1320 (1321) Elizabeth told Essex→ Sister Projects.sister projects: Data item. Dear March — Come in — How glad I am — I hoped for you before —

Put down your Hat — You must have walked — How out of Breath you are — Dear March, Come right up the stairs with me — I have so much to tell —

I got your Letter, and the Birds — The Maples never knew that you were coming — till I called I declare — how Red their Faces grew — But March, forgive me — and All those Hills you left for me to Hue — There was no Purple suitable — You took it all with you —

Who knocks? That April. Lock the Door — I will not be pursued — He stayed away a Year to call When I am occupied — But trifles look so trivial As soon as you have come

That Blame is just as dear as Praise And Praise as mere as Blame —