I am ashamed -- I hide --
What right have I -- to be a Bride --
So late a Dowerless Girl --
Nowhere to hide my dazzled Face --
No one to teach me that new Grace --
Nor introduce -- my Soul --

Me to adorn -- How -- tell --
Trinket -- to make Me beautiful --
Fabrics of Cashmere --
Never a Gown of Dun -- more --
Raiment instead -- of Pompadour --
For Me -- My soul -- to wear --

Fingers -- to frame my Round Hair
Oval -- as Feudal Ladies wore --
Far Fashions -- Fair --
Skill to hold my Brow like an Earl --
Plead -- like a Whippoorwill --
Prove -- like a Pearl --
Then, for Character --
Fashion My Spirit quaint -- white --
Quick -- like a Liquor --
Gay -- like Light --
Bring Me my best Pride --
No more ashamed --
No more to hide --
Meek -- let it be -- too proud -- for Pride --
Baptized -- this Day -- a Bride --

Poet: Emily Dickinson
Poem: 473. I am ashamed -- I hide
Volume: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Year: Published/Written in 1955

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