No Matter-now-sweet
Emily Dickinson
704 No matter—now—Sweet— But when I’m Earl— Won’t you wish you’d spoken To that dull Girl? Trivial a Word—just— Trivial—a Smile— But won’t you wish you’d spared one When I’m Earl? I shan’t need it—then— Crests—will do— Eagles on my Buckles— On my Belt—too— Ermine—my familiar Gown— Say—Sweet—then Won’t you wish you’d smiled—just— Me upon?
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