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Emily Dickinson - A Bird Came Down the Walk
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	A bird came down the walk:
	He did not know I saw;
	He bit an angle-worm in halves
	And ate the fellow, raw.

	And then he drank a dew
	From a convenient grass,
	And then hopped sidewise to the wall
	To let a beetle pass.

	He glanced with rapid eyes
	That hurried all abroad,—
	They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
	He stirred his velvet head

	Like one in danger; cautious,
	I offered him a crumb,
	And he unrolled his feathers
	And rowed him softer home

	Than oars divide the ocean,
	Too silver for a seam,
	Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
	Leap, plashless, as they swim.
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