A Mine there is no Man would own
A Mine there is no Man would own
But must it be conferred,
Demeaning by exclusive wealth
A Universe beside --
Potosi never to be spent
But hoarded in the mind
What Misers wring their hands tonight
For Indies in the Ground!
Poem by
Emily Dickinson
Biography |
Poems
| Best Poems | Short Poems
| Quotes
|
Email Poem |
More Poems by Emily Dickinson
Comments, Analysis, and Meaning on A Mine there is no Man would own
Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem A Mine there is no Man would own here.
Commenting turned off, sorry.