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Most she touched me by her muteness

Most she touched me by her muteness

Most she touched me by her muteness
Most she won me by the way
She presented her small figure
Plea itself for Charity

Were a Crumb my whole possession
Were there famine in the land
Were it my resource from starving
Could I such a plea withstand

Not upon her knee to thank me
Sank this Beggar from the Sky
But the Crumb partook departed
And returned On High

I supposed when sudden
Such a Praise began
‘Twas as Space sat singing
To herself and men

‘Twas the Winged Beggar
Afterward I learned
To her Benefactor
Making Gratitude



Poem Most she touched me by her muteness - Emily Dickinson