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  • You'll know Herâ€"by Her Foot (Emily Dickinson)
    
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    You'll know Herâ€"by Her Footâ€"
    The smallest Gamboge Hand
    With Fingersâ€"where the Toes should beâ€"
    Would more affront the Sandâ€"
    
    Than this Quaint Creature's Bootâ€"
    Adjusted by a Sternâ€"
    Without a Buttonâ€"I could vouchâ€"
    Unto a Velvet Limbâ€"
    
    You'll know Herâ€"by Her Vestâ€"
    Tight fittingâ€"Orangeâ€"Brownâ€"
    Inside a Jacket dullerâ€"
    She wore when she was bornâ€"
    
    Her Cap is smallâ€"and snugâ€"
    Constructed for the Windsâ€"
    She'd pass for Bareheadâ€"short way offâ€"
    But as She Closer standsâ€"
    
    So finer 'tis than Woolâ€"
    You cannot feel the Seamâ€"
    Nor is it Clasped unto of Bandâ€"
    Nor held uponâ€"of Brimâ€"
    
    You'll know Herâ€"by Her Voiceâ€"
    At firstâ€"a doubtful Toneâ€"
    A sweet endeavorâ€"but as March
    To Aprilâ€"hurries onâ€"
    
    She squanders on your Ear
    Such Arguments of Pearlâ€"
    You beg the Robin in your Brain
    To keep the otherâ€"stillâ€"
    
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