It would never be Common -- more -- I said by Emily Dickinson
It would never be Common -- more -- I said -- Difference -- had begun -- Many a bitterness -- had been -- But that old sort -- was done --
Or -- if it sometime -- showed -- as 'twill -- Upon the Downiest -- Morn -- Such bliss -- had I -- for all the years -- 'Twould give an Easier -- pain --
I'd so much joy -- I told it -- Red -- Upon my simple Cheek -- I felt it publish -- in my Eye -- 'Twas needless -- any speak --
I walked -- as wings -- my body bore -- The feet -- I former used -- Unnecessary -- now to me -- As boots -- would be -- to Birds --
I put my pleasure all abroad -- I dealth a word of Gold To every Creature -- that I met -- And Dowered -- all the World --
When -- suddenly -- my Riches shrank -- A Goblin -- drank my Dew -- My Palaces -- dropped tenantless -- Myself -- was beggared -- too --
I clutched at sounds -- I groped at shapes -- I touched the tops of Films -- I felt the Wilderness roll back Along my Golden lines --
The Sackcloth -- hangs upon the nail -- The Frock I used to wear -- But where my moment of Brocade -- My -- drop -- of India?
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