Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

The World—stands—solemner—to Me - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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The World—stands—solemner—to me—
Since I was wed—to Him—
A modesty befits the soul
That bears another's—name—
A doubt—if it be fair—indeed—
To wear that perfect—pearl—
The Man—upon the Woman—binds—
To clasp her soul—for all—
A prayer, that it more angel—prove—
A whiter Gift—within—
To that munificence, that chose—
So unadorned—a Queen—
A Gratitude—that such be true—
It had esteemed the Dream—
Too beautiful—for Shape to prove—
Or posture—to redeem!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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