A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb by Emily Dickinson
A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb -- A little trust -- a demijohn -- Can keep the soul alive -- Not portly, mind! but breathing -- warm -- Conscious -- as old Napoleon, The night before the Crown!
A modest lot -- A fame petite -- A brief Campaign of sting and sweet Is plenty! Is enough! A Sailor's business is the shore! A Soldier's -- balls! Who asketh more, Must seek the neighboring life!
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