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To lose–if One can find again–
To miss–if One shall meet–
The Burglar cannot rob–then–
The Broker cannot cheat.
So build the hillocks gaily–
Thou little spade of mine
Leaving nooks for Daisy
And for Columbine–
You and I the secret
Of the Crocus know–
Let us chant it softly–
There is no more snow”!
~~Emily Dickinson, c. late summer 1858