Emily Dickinson (10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)
'Tis little I—could care for Pearls
'Tis little I—could care for Pearls—
Who own the ample sea—
Or Brooches—when the Emperor—
With Rubies—pelteth me—
Or Gold—who am the Prince of Mines—
Or Diamonds—when have I
A Diadem to fit a Dom—
Continual upon me—
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