Emily Dickinson - One dignity delays for all lyrics

98 One dignity delays for all One mitred Afternoon None can avoid this purple None evade this Crown! Coach, it insures, and footmen Chamber, and state, and throng Bells, also, in the village As we ride grand along! What dignified Attendants! What service when we pause! How loyally at parting Their hundred hats they raise! Her pomp surpa**ing ermine When simple You, and I Present our meek escutheon And claim the rank to die!