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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I NEVER TOLD THE BURIED GOLD, by EMILY DICKINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: "atropos"" decide" Subject(s): Sun; Light; Trith | |||
I never told the buried gold Upon the hill that lies - I saw the sun, his plunder done - Crouch low to guard his prize - He stood as near As stood you hear - A pace had been between - Did but a snake bisect the brake My life had forfeit been. That was a wondrous booty. I hope 'twas honest gained - Those were the fairest ingots That ever kissed the spade. Whether to keep the secret - Whether to reveal - Whether while I ponder Kidd may sudden sail - Could a shrewd advise me We might e'en divide - Should a shrewd betray me - "Atropos" decide | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEAVENLY FATHER' - TAKE TO THEE by EMILY DICKINSON TWAS WARM - AT FIRST - LIKE US by EMILY DICKINSON A LIGHT EXISTS IN SPRING by EMILY DICKINSON A LITTLE MADNESS IN THE SPRING by EMILY DICKINSON A LITTLE OVER [OR, EAST OF] JORDAN by EMILY DICKINSON A LITTLE ROAD NOT MADE OF MAN by EMILY DICKINSON A ROUTE OF EVANESCENCE by EMILY DICKINSON A SPIDER SEWED AT NIGHT by EMILY DICKINSON A THOUGHT WENT UP MY MIND TO-DAY by EMILY DICKINSON A WORD MADE FLESH IS SELDOM by EMILY DICKINSON |
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