Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXXVIII ("I worked for chaff")
Updated May 6, 2020 |
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XXXVIII
I worked for chaff, and earning wheat
Was haughty and betrayed.
What right had fields to arbitrate
In matters ratified?
Was haughty and betrayed.
What right had fields to arbitrate
In matters ratified?
I tasted wheat, — and hated chaff,
And thanked the ample friend;
Wisdom is more becoming viewed
At distance than at hand.
And thanked the ample friend;
Wisdom is more becoming viewed
At distance than at hand.
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