Pigmy seraphs -- gone astray --
Velvet people from Vevay --
Balles from some lost summer day --
Bees exclusive Coterie --
Paris could not lay the fold
Belted down with Emerald --
Venice could not show a check
Of a tint so lustrous meek --
Never such an Ambuscade
As of briar and leaf displayed
For my little damask maid --

I had rather wear her grace
Than an Earl's distinguished face --
I had rather dwell like her
Than be "Duke of Exeter" --
Royalty enough for me
To subdue the Bumblebee.

Poet: Emily Dickinson
Poem: 138. Pigmy seraphs -- gone astray
Volume: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Year: Published/Written in 1955
Poem of the Day: Mar 2 2010
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