Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

* * *

I asked no other thing,
No other was denied.
I offered Being for it;
The mighty merchant smiled.

Brazil? He twirled a button,
Without a glance my way:
"But, madam, is there nothing else
That we can show to-day?"

1. Contrast
2. Ventures
3. Philosophy
4. This Merit Hath the Worst
5. Disenchantment

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