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Aaron Copland

Dear March, come in!, from Twelve Poems of Emily Dickinson  Play

Rachel Schutz Soprano
Jonathan Korth Piano

Recorded on 12/04/2013, uploaded on 06/25/2014

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Dear March, come in!

from Twelve Poems of Emily Dickinson

Dear March, come in!

How glad I am!

I looked for you before.

Put down your hat -

You must have walked -

How out of breath you are!

Dear March, how are you?

And the rest?

Did you leave Nature well?

Oh, March, come right upstairs with me,

I have so much to tell!

 

I got your letter, and the bird's;

The maples never knew

That you were coming, - I declare,

How red their faces grew!

But, March, forgive me -

And all those hills

You left for me to hue,

There was no purple suitable,

You took it all with you.

 

Who knocks? that April?

Lock the door!

I will not be pursued!

He stayed away a year, to call

When I am occupied.

But trifles look so trivial

As soon as you have come,

And blame is just as dear as praise

And praise as mere as blame.