on books

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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!

That by Emily Dickinson...with thanks to Chris and Pamela for their help. Since summer is book time, I think I'll keep adding poems on books, on the pleasure of reading. I'm not so interested in poems about poetry. Again, your suggestions greatly appreciated!