159 <br /> <br />A little bread—a crust—a crumb— <br />A little trust—a demijohn— <br />Can keep the soul alive— <br />Not portly, mind! but breathing—warm— <br />Conscious—as old Napoleon, <br />The night before the Crown! <br /> <br />A modest lot—A fame petite— <br />A brief Campaign of sting and sweet <br />Is plenty! Is enough! <br />A Sailor's business is the shore! <br />A Soldier's—balls! Who asketh more, <br />Must seek the neighboring life!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-little-bread-mdash-a-crust-mdash-a-crumb/
