Poem

It Dropped So Low -- In My Regard --

Emily Dickinson
It dropped so low -- in my Regard -- I heard it hit the Ground -- And go to pieces on the Stones At bottom of my Mind -- Yet blamed the Fate that flung it -- less Than I denounced Myself, For entertaining Plated Wares Upon My Silver Shelf --

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