When Diamonds are a Legend,
And Diadems — a Tale —
I Brooch and Earrings for Myself,
Do sow, and Raise for sale —

And tho’ I’m scarce accounted,
My Art, a Summer Day — had Patrons —
Once — it was a Queen —
And once — a Butterfly —

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem When Diamonds are a Legend,

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  1. frumpo says:

    My poems are not accounted great, but a few people enjoy them.

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