Rearrange a "Wife's" affection! by Emily Dickinson
Rearrange a "Wife's" affection! When they dislocate my Brain! Amputate my freckled Bosom! Make me bearded like a man!
Blush, my spirit, in thy Fastness -- Blush, my unacknowledged clay -- Seven years of troth have taught thee More than Wifehood every may!
Love that never leaped its socket -- Trust entrenched in narrow pain -- Constancy thro' fire -- awarded -- Anguish -- bare of anodyne!
Burden -- borne so far triumphant -- None suspect me of the crown, For I wear the "Thorns" till Sunset -- Then -- my Diadem put on.
Big my Secret but it's bandaged -- It will never get away Till the Day its Weary Keeper Leads it through the Grave to thee.
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