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By anonymous<\/strong><\/p>\n It will not stir for doctors, Nods from the Gilded pointers CXXXVI<\/p>\n Can nightingale be seen.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n By anonymous It will not stir for doctors, This Pendulum of snow The shopman importunes While cool, concernless No Nods from the Gilded pointers Nods from Seconds slim, Decades of arrogance between The dial life and him. CXXXVI All overgrown by cunning All interspersed with weed, The little cage of \u201cCurrer Bell\u201d, In quiet \u201cHaworth\u201d...<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5567,"featured_media":38,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-37","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-pages"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5567"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=37"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":42,"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37\/revisions\/42"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/38"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=37"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=37"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.smith.edu\/emilydashes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=37"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nThis Pendulum of snow
\nThe shopman importunes
\nWhile cool, concernless No<\/p>\n
\nNods from Seconds slim,
\nDecades of arrogance between
\nThe dial life and him.<\/p>\nAll overgrown by cunning<\/div>\nAll interspersed with weed,<\/div>\nThe little cage of \u201cCurrer Bell\u201d,<\/div>\nIn quiet \u201cHaworth\u201d laid.<\/div>\n<\/div>\nThis Bird, observing others,<\/div>\nWhen frosts too sharp became<\/div>\nRetire to other latitudes,<\/div>\nQuietly did the same.<\/div>\n<\/div>\nBut differed in returning;<\/div>\nSince Yorkshire hills are green<\/div>\nYet not in all the nests I meet<\/div>\n\nGathered from any wanderings,
\nGethsemane can tell
\nThrough what transporting anguish
\nShe reached the asphodel!Soft fall the sounds of Eden
\nUpon her puzzled ear;
\nOh, what an afternoon for heaven.
\nWhen Bront\u00eb entered there!<\/div>\n<\/div>\nI CAN
\nFINALLY
\nSEE
\nME.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"