Emily Dickinson

I Gave Myself To Him

poem 580

I gave myself to Him And took Himself, for Pay, The solemn contract of a Life Was ratified, this way The Wealth might disappoint Myself a poorer prove Than this great Purchaser suspect, The Daily Own of Love Depreciate the Vision But till the Merchant buy Still Fable in the Isles of Spice The subtle Cargoes lie At least ’tis Mutual Risk Some found it Mutual Gain Sweet Debt of Life Each Night to owe Insolvent every Noon

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