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by EmilyDickinson
III
The Letter

The Contract

The Contract

 I gave myself to him,
And took himself for pay.
The solemn contract of a life
Was ratified this way.
 The wealth might disappoint,
Myself a poorer prove
Than this great purchaser suspect,
The daily own of Love
 Depreciate the vision;
But, till the merchant buy,
Still fable, in the isles of spice,
The subtle cargoes lie.
 At least, 't is mutual risk, —
Some found it mutual gain;
Sweet debt of Life, — each night to owe,
Insolvent, every noon.