Angels in the early morning by Emily Dickinson Lyrics
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Angels, in the early morning
May be seen the Dews among
Stooping — plucking — smiling — flying
Do the Buds to them belong?
Angels, when the sun is hottest
May be seen the sands among
Stooping — plucking — sighing — flying
Parched the flowers they bear along
Angels, in the early morning
May be seen the Dews among
Stooping — plucking — smiling — flying
Do the Buds to them belong?
Angels, when the sun is hottest
May be seen the sands among
Stooping — plucking — sighing — flying
Parched the flowers they bear along