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Emily Dickinson - I often passed the village

I often passed the village
When going home from school --
And wondered what they did there --
And why it was so still --

I did not know the year then --
In which my call would come --
Earlier, by the Dial,
Than the rest have gone.

It's stiller than the sundown.
It's cooler than the dawn --
The Daisies dare to come here --
And birds can flutter down --

So when you are tired --
Or perplexed -- or cold --
Trust the loving promise
Underneath the mould,
Cry "it's I," "take Dollie,"
And I will enfold!

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Poet: Emily Dickinson
Poem: 51. I often passed the village
Volume: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Year: Published/Written in 1955
Poem of the Day: Oct 20 2002

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Comment 3 of 4, added on December 23rd, 2009 at 12:00 AM.
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Comment 2 of 4, added on February 8th, 2006 at 6:58 PM.

I love this poem. It reminds me of when I was in my home country, Romania. I lived in a village and I used to walk home form school every day. I sometimes miss my village in Romania.

Nico Glocke from United States

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