His Feet are shod with Gauze --
Read 'His Feet are shod with Gauze --' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
His Feet are shod with Gauze -- by Emily Dickinson
His Feet are shod with Gauze --
His Helmet, is of Gold,
His Breast, a Single Onyx
With Chrysophrase, inlaid.
His Labor is a Chant --
His Idleness -- a Tune --
Oh, for a Bee's experience
Of Clovers, and of Noon!
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