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The World Feels Dusty
English source:
Emily Dickinson
The world feels dusty,
when we stop to die...
We want the dew then
Honors taste dry...
Flags vex a dying face
But the least fan
stirred by a friend's hand
Cools like the rain
Mine be the ministry
when thy thirst comes...
Dews of thyself to fetch
and holy balms.
when we stop to die...
We want the dew then
Honors taste dry...
Flags vex a dying face
But the least fan
stirred by a friend's hand
Cools like the rain
Mine be the ministry
when thy thirst comes...
Dews of thyself to fetch
and holy balms.
Composer
Aaron Copland
Aaron Copland was an American composer, composition teacher, writer, and conductor. Read more here.
Poet
Emily Dickinson
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Dickinson was born in Amherst, Massachusetts, into a prominent family with strong ties to its community. After studying at the Amherst Academy for seven years in her…