by Emily Dickinson
151
Mute thy Coronation-
Meek my Vive le roi,
Fold a tiny courtier
In thine Ermine, Sir,
There to rest revering
Till the pageant by,
I can murmur broken,
Master, It was I-
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Last updated June 21, 2015
Mute thy Coronation
Last updated June 21, 2015