Emily Dickinson

I’Ll Send The Feather From My Hat!

poem 687

I’ll send the feather from my Hat! Who knows but at the sight of that My Sovereign will relent? As trinket worn by faded Child Confronting eyes long comforted Blisters the Adamant!

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