I am ashamed -- I hide by Emily Dickinson
I am ashamed -- I hide -- What right have I -- to be a Bride -- So late a Dowerless Girl -- Nowhere to hide my dazzled Face -- No one to teach me that new Grace -- Nor introduce -- my Soul --
Me to adorn -- How -- tell -- Trinket -- to make Me beautiful -- Fabrics of Cashmere -- Never a Gown of Dun -- more -- Raiment instead -- of Pompadour -- For Me -- My soul -- to wear --
Fingers -- to frame my Round Hair Oval -- as Feudal Ladies wore -- Far Fashions -- Fair -- Skill to hold my Brow like an Earl -- Plead -- like a Whippoorwill -- Prove -- like a Pearl -- Then, for Character -- Fashion My Spirit quaint -- white -- Quick -- like a Liquor -- Gay -- like Light -- Bring Me my best Pride -- No more ashamed -- No more to hide -- Meek -- let it be -- too proud -- for Pride -- Baptized -- this Day -- a Bride --
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