A poem by the 19th century American poet, Emily Dickinson.
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There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!
K Morris - Poet 
Delightful. I haven’t read this before. Thank you for sharing.
You are welcome Tess. Emily Dickinson certainly has a place on my bookshelves. Best. Kevin
Indeed. 🙂
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Many thanks for sharing. Regards. Kevin
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