400 <br /> <br />A Tongue—to tell Him I am true! <br />Its fee—to be of Gold— <br />Had Nature—in Her monstrous House <br />A single Ragged Child— <br /> <br />To earn a Mine—would run <br />That Interdicted Way, <br />And tell Him—Charge thee speak it plain— <br />That so far—Truth is True? <br /> <br />And answer What I do— <br />Beginning with the Day <br />That Night—begun— <br />Nay—Midnight—'twas— <br />Since Midnight—happened—say— <br /> <br />If once more—Pardon—Boy— <br />The Magnitude thou may <br />Enlarge my Message—If too vast <br />Another Lad—help thee— <br /> <br />Thy Pay—in Diamonds—be— <br />And His—in solid Gold— <br />Say Rubies—if He hesitate— <br />My Message—must be told— <br /> <br />Say—last I said—was This— <br />That when the Hills—come down— <br />And hold no higher than the Plain— <br />My Bond—have just begun— <br /> <br />And when the Heavens—disband— <br />And Deity conclude— <br />Then—look for me. Be sure you say— <br />Least Figure—on the Road—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-tongue-to-tell-him-i-am-true/
