Emily Dickinson

United States
10 Dec 1830 // 15 May 1886
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I Gave Myself to Him

I gave myself to him,
And took himself for pay.
The solemn contract of a life
Was ratified this way.

The wealth might disappoint,
Myself a poorer prove
Than this great purchaser suspect,
The daily own of Love

Depreciate the vision;
But, till the merchant buy,
Still fable, in the isles of spice,
The subtle cargoes lie.

At least, �t is mutual risk,�
Some found it mutual gain;
Sweet debt of Life,�each night to owe,
Insolvent, every noon.

Emily Dickinson, in 'Complete Poems'
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