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| Wait till the Majesty of Death
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| Written by: | Emily Dickinson (other works)
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| Poem #: | 171
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| Language: | English
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| Type: | Poetry
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| Preceded by: | Portraits are to daily faces -170-
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| Succeeded by: | 'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! -172-
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Wait till the Majesty of Death
Invests so mean a brow!
Almost a powdered Footman
Might dare to touch it now!
Wait till in Everlasting Robes
That Democrat is dressed,
Then prate about "Preferment" --
And "Station," and the rest!
Around this quiet Courtier
Obsequious Angels wait!
Full royal is his Retinue!
Full purple is his state!
A Lord, might dare to lift the Hat
To such a Modest Clay
Since that My Lord, "the Lord of Lords"
Receives unblushingly!
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