Nature
I worked for chaff, and earning wheat
Nature
I worked for chaff, and earning wheat
Was haughty and betrayed.
What right had fields to arbitrate
In matters ratified?
I tasted wheat, -- and hated chaff,
And thanked the ample friend;
Wisdom is more becoming viewed
At distance than at hand.
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MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “I worked for chaff, and earning wheat.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/318/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “I worked for chaff, and earning wheat.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/318/.
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