Emily Dickinson

The Court Is Far Away

poem 235

The Court is far away No Umpire have I My Sovereign is offended To gain his grace I’d die! I’ll seek his royal feet I’ll say Remember King Thou shalt thyself one day a Child Implore a larger thing That Empire is of Czars As small they say as I Grant me that day the royalty To intercede for Thee

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