Emily Dickinson - Myself was formed—a Carpenter lyrics

488 Myself was formed—a Carpenter An unpretending time My Plane—and I, together wrought Before a Builder came To measure our attainments Had we the Art of Boards Sufficiently developed—He'd hire us At Halves My Tools took Human—Faces The Bench, where we had toiled Against the Man—persuaded We—Temples build—I said