Poem

The Court is far away

Emily Dickinson
235 The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I'd die! I'll seek his royal feet— I'll say—Remember—King— Thou shalt—thyself—one day—a Child— Implore a larger—thing— That Empire—is of Czars— As small—they say—as I— Grant me—that day—the royalty— To intercede—for Thee—

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