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#1395
After all Birds have been investigated and laid aside-—
Nature imparts the little Blue-Bird-—assured
Her conscientious Voice will soar unmoved
Above ostensible Vicissitude.
First at the March-—competing with the Wind-—
Her panting note exalts us-—like a friend-—
Last to adhere when Summer cleaves away-—
Elegy of Integrity.
--Emily Dickinson
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