American Romanticism

Essential oils are wrung

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Essential oils are wrungEmily Dickinson
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Essential oils are wrung:

The attar from the rose

Is not expressed by suns alone,

It is the gift of screws.


The general rose decays;

But this, in lady's drawer,

Makes summer when the lady lies

In ceaseless rosemary.