The Gentian has a parched Corolla --
Like azure dried
'Tis Nature's buoyant juices
Beatified --
Without a vaunt or sheen
As casual as Rain
And as benign --

When most is part -- it comes --
Nor isolate it seems
Its Bond its Friend --
To fill its Fringed career
And aid an aged Year
Abundant end --

Its lot -- were it forgot --
This Truth endear --
Fidelity is gain
Creation is o'er --

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Poet: Emily Dickinson
Poem: 1424. The Gentian has a parched Corolla --
Volume: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Year: Published/Written in 1955
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