LOVE: V. SURRENDER [First Series]

First Series [Series 1] by Emily Dickinson
II - LOVE - V. SURRENDER
< Previous	Table of content	Next >
LOVE: V. SURRENDER Doubt me, my dim companion! Why, God would be content With but a fraction of the love Poured thee without a stint. The whole of me, forever, What more the woman can, -- Say quick, that I may dower thee With last delight I own! It cannot be my spirit, For that was thine before; I ceded all of dust I knew, -- What opulence the more Had I, a humble maiden, Whose farthest of degree Was that she might, Some distant heaven, Dwell timidly with thee! Content of LOVE: V. SURRENDER [Emily Dickinson's poems collection: First Series [Series 1]] Read next: II - LOVE#VI. IF you were coming in the fall Read previous: II - LOVE#IV. SUSPENSE Table of content of First Series [Series 1] GO TO TOP OF SCREEN Post your review Your review will be placed after the table of content of this book

First Series [Series 1] by Emily Dickinson