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I lost a World - the other day!
Has Anybody found?
You'll know it by the Row of Stars
Around its forehead bound.
A Rich man—might not notice it—
Yet—to my frugal Eye,
Of more Esteem than Ducats—
Oh find it—Sir—for me!
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- The Difference Between Despair
- Me From Myself—to Banish
- Our Lives Are Swiss
- He Touched Me, So I Live To Know
- My Worthiness Is All My Doubt