Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

My Country's Wardrobe

My country need not change her gown,
Her triple suit as sweet
As when 't was cut at Lexington,
And first pronounced "a fit."

Great Britain disapproves "the stars;"
Disparagement discreet, --
There 's something in their attitude
That taunts her bayonet.

1. Experiment to Me
2. Setting Sail
3. So Bashful When I Spied Her
4. Refuge
5. Two Swimmers Wrestled on the Spar

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