Poem A Day

Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead

by Emily Dickinson

Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead

Came the Darker Way --

Carriages -- Be Sure -- and Guests -- too --

But for Holiday

'Tis more pitiful Endeavor

Than did Loaded Sea

O'er the Curls attempt to caper

It had cast away --

Never Bride had such Assembling --

Never kinsmen kneeled

To salute so fair a Forehead --

Garland be indeed --

Fitter Feet -- of Her before us --

Than whatever Brow

Art of Snow -- or Trick of Lily

Possibly bestow

Of Her Father -- Whoso ask Her --

He shall seek as high

As the Palm -- that serve the Desert --

To obtain the Sky --

Distance -- be Her only Motion --

If 'tis Nay -- or Yes --

Acquiescence -- or Demurral --

Whosoever guess --

He -- must pass the Crystal Angle

That obscure Her face --

He -- must have achieved in person

Equal Paradise --

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