Precious to Me -- She still shall be --
Read 'Precious to Me -- She still shall be --' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Precious to Me -- She still shall be -- by Emily Dickinson
Precious to Me -- She still shall be --
Though She forget the name I bear --
The fashion of the Gown I wear --
The very Color of My Hair --
So like the Meadows -- now --
I dared to show a Tress of Theirs
If haply -- She might not despise
A Buttercup's Array --
I know the Whole -- obscures the Part --
The fraction -- that appeased the Heart
Till Number's Empery --
Remembered -- as the Millner's flower
When Summer's Everlasting Dower --
Confronts the dazzled Bee.
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