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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I NEVER TOLD THE BURIED GOLD, by EMILY DICKINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
Last Line: "atropos"" decide"
Subject(s): Sun; Light; Trith
Last Line: "atropos"" decide"
Subject(s): Sun; Light; Trith
I never told the buried gold
Upon the hill that lies -
I saw the sun, his plunder done -
Crouch low to guard his prize -
He stood as near
As stood you hear -
A pace had been between -
Did but a snake bisect the brake
My life had forfeit been.
That was a wondrous booty.
I hope 'twas honest gained -
Those were the fairest ingots
That ever kissed the spade.
Whether to keep the secret -
Whether to reveal -
Whether while I ponder
Kidd may sudden sail -
Could a shrewd advise me
We might e'en divide -
Should a shrewd betray me -
"Atropos" decide
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