I asked no other thing —
No other — was denied —
I offered Being — for it —
The Mighty Merchant sneered —
Brazil? He twirled a Button —
Without a glance my way —
“But — Madam — is there nothing else —
That We can show — Today?”
(Emily Dickinson)
More Poetry from Emily Dickinson:
- Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- Sic transit gloria mundi (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- I cannot live with You (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- The Wind begun to knead the Grass (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- One Year ago-jots what? (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- Your Riches - taugh (Emily Dickinson Poems)