Further Poems of Emily Dickinson/What would I give to see
What would I give to see
His face?
I'd give—I'd give my life
Of course,
But that is not enough!
Stop just a minute, let
Me think—
I'd give my biggest bobolink!
That makes two—him and life.
You know who June is?
I'd give her,
Roses a day from Zanzibar,
And lily tubes, like wells;
Bees by the furlong,
Straits of blue
Navies of butterflies sailed through,
And dappled cowslip dells.
Then I have "shares" in
Primrose "banks,"
Daffodil "dowries," spicy "stocks,"
Dominions broad as dew,
Bags of doubloons, adventurous
Bees
Brought me from firmamental seas,
And purple from Peru.
Now, have I bought it,
Shylock? Say!
Sign me the bond!
I vow to pay
To him who pledges this—
One hour of her sov'reign's
Face!
Ecstatic contract!
Niggard grace!
My kingdom's worth of bliss!
His face?
I'd give—I'd give my life
Of course,
But that is not enough!
Stop just a minute, let
Me think—
I'd give my biggest bobolink!
That makes two—him and life.
You know who June is?
I'd give her,
Roses a day from Zanzibar,
And lily tubes, like wells;
Bees by the furlong,
Straits of blue
Navies of butterflies sailed through,
And dappled cowslip dells.
Then I have "shares" in
Primrose "banks,"
Daffodil "dowries," spicy "stocks,"
Dominions broad as dew,
Bags of doubloons, adventurous
Bees
Brought me from firmamental seas,
And purple from Peru.
Now, have I bought it,
Shylock? Say!
Sign me the bond!
I vow to pay
To him who pledges this—
One hour of her sov'reign's
Face!
Ecstatic contract!
Niggard grace!
My kingdom's worth of bliss!