Her Sweet Turn To Leave The Homestead
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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-
Emily Dickinson
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