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Rearrange a "Wife's" affection!

Emily Dickinson·1830–1886
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Rearrange a "Wife's" affection!When they dislocate my Brain!Amputate my freckled Bosom!Make me bearded like a man! Blush, my spirit, in thy Fastness --Blush, my unacknowledged clay --Seven years of troth have taught theeMore than Wifehood every may! Love that never leaped its socket --Trust entrenched in narrow pain --Constancy thro' fire -- awarded --Anguish -- bare of anodyne! Burden -- borne so far triumphant --None suspect me of the crown,For I wear the "Thorns" till Sunset --Then -- my Diadem put on. Big my Secret but it's bandaged --It will never get awayTill the Day its Weary KeeperLeads it through the Grave to thee.