The Devil - had he fidelity
Would be the best friend -
Because he has ability -
But Devils cannot mend -
Perfidy is the virtue
That would but he resign
The Devil - without question
Were thoroughly divine
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- Not Sickness stains the Brave,
- I thought the Train would never come
- A Spider sewed at Night
- Tell as a Marksman - were forgotten
- Glory is that bright tragic thing