Her breast is fit for pearls
Read 'Her breast is fit for pearls' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Her breast is fit for pearls by Emily Dickinson
Her breast is fit for pearls,
But I was not a "Diver" --
Her brow is fit for thrones
But I have not a crest.
Her heart is fit for home --
I -- a Sparrow -- build there
Sweet of twigs and twine
My perennial nest.
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