171 <br /> <br />Wait till the Majesty of Death <br />Invests so mean a brow! <br />Almost a powdered Footman <br />Might dare to touch it now! <br /> <br />Wait till in Everlasting Robes <br />That Democrat is dressed, <br />Then prate about "Preferment"— <br />And "Station," and the rest! <br /> <br />Around this quiet Courtier <br />Obsequious Angels wait! <br />Full royal is his Retinue! <br />Full purple is his state! <br /> <br />A Lord, might dare to lift the Hat <br />To such a Modest Clay <br />Since that My Lord, "the Lord of Lords" <br />Receives unblushingly!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wait-till-the-majesty-of-death/
