It would have starved a Gnat (Emily Dickinson Poems)
612It would have starved a Gnat-To live so small as I-And yet I was a living Child-With Food's necessityUpon me-like ...
612It would have starved a Gnat-To live so small as I-And yet I was a living Child-With Food's necessityUpon me-like ...
This ballad appears to refer to one of the exploits of the notorious Paul Jones, the American pirate. It is ...
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It would have starved a Gnat -- To live so small as I -- And yet I was a living ...
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OUT in the wastes of the West countrie, Out where the white stars shine, Grim and silent as such men ...
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