Emily Dickinson - I'll send the feather from my Hat! (687) lyrics
I'll send the feather from my Hat! Who knows—but at the sight of that My Sovereign will relent? As trinket—worn by faded Child— Confronting eyes long—comforted— Blisters the Adamant!
I'll send the feather from my Hat! Who knows—but at the sight of that My Sovereign will relent? As trinket—worn by faded Child— Confronting eyes long—comforted— Blisters the Adamant!