poems from dickinson to gertrude vanderbilt

To this World she returned.
But with a tinge of that -
A Compound manner,
As a Sod
Espoused a Violet,
That chiefer to the Skies
Than to Himself, allied,
Dwelt hesitating, half of Dust,
And half of Day, the Bride.

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