Читать книгу Dickinson: The Complete Works - Эмили Дикинсон - Страница 336
XXXV. Disenchantment
ОглавлениеIt dropped so low in my regard
I heard it hit the ground,
And go to pieces on the stones
At bottom of my mind;
Yet blamed the fate that fractured, less
Than I reviled myself
For entertaining plated wares
Upon my silver shelf.