Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
Emily Dickinson
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
Came the Darker Way --
Carriages -- Be Sure -- and Guests -- too --
But for Holiday
'Tis more pitiful Endeavor
Than did Loaded Sea
O'er the Curls attempt to caper
It had cast away --
Never Bride had such Assembling --
Never kinsmen kneeled
To salute so fair a Forehead --
Garland be indeed --
Fitter Feet -- of Her before us --
Than whatever Brow
Art of Snow -- or Trick of Lily
Possibly bestow
Of Her Father -- Whoso ask Her --
He shall seek as high
As the Palm -- that serve the Desert --
To obtain the Sky --
Distance -- be Her only Motion --
If 'tis Nay -- or Yes --
Acquiescence -- or Demurral --
Whosoever guess --
He -- must pass the Crystal Angle
That obscure Her face --
He -- must have achieved in person
Equal Paradise --
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