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It was given to me by the Gods-
When I was a little Girl-
They given us Presents most-you know-
When we are new-and small.
I kept it in my Hand-
I never put it down-
I did not dare to eat-or sleep-
For fear it would be gone-
I heard such words as “Rich”-
When hurrying to school-
From lips at Corners of the Streets-
And wrestled with a smile.
Rich! 'Twas Myself-was rich-
To take the name of Gold-
And Gold to own-in solid Bars-
The Difference-made me bold-
It Was Given To Me By The Gods
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: fear, girl, never, school, sleep, smile, bold, small, difference, I love you, I miss you, gold, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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