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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