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My Life had stood a Loaded Gun

My Life had stood a Loaded Gun

My Life had stood a Loaded Gun
In Corners till a Day
The Owner passed identified
And carried Me away

And now We roam in Sovereign Woods
And now We hunt the Doe
And every time I speak for Him
The Mountains straight reply

And do I smile, such cordial light
Upon the Valley glow
It is as a Vesuvian face
Had let its pleasure through

And when at Night Our good Day done
I guard My Master’s Head
‘Tis better than the Eider-Duck’s
Deep Pillow to have shared

To foe of His I’m deadly foe
None stir the second time
On whom I lay a Yellow Eye
Or an emphatic Thumb

Though I than He may longer live
He longer must than I
For I have but the power to kill,
Without the power to die



Poem My Life had stood a Loaded Gun - Emily Dickinson