The Day Undressed-herself
Emily Dickinson
716 The Day undressed—Herself— Her Garter—was of Gold— Her Petticoat—of Purple plain— Her Dimities—as old Exactly—as the World— And yet the newest Star— Enrolled upon the Hemisphere Be wrinkled—much as Her— Too near to God—to pray— Too near to Heaven—to fear— The Lady of the Occident Retired without a care— Her Candle so expire The flickering be seen On Ball of Mast in Bosporus— And Dome—and Window Pane—
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