I Gave Myself To Him Poem

I Gave Myself To Him

I offered myself to him 

What's more, took himself for pay. 

The grave contract of an existence 

Was sanctioned along these lines 

The esteem may disillusion 

Myself a poorer demonstrate 

Than this my buyer suspect 

The day by day possess of adoration. 

Deteriorates the sight 

Be that as it may, 'till the dealer purchase, 

Still mythical, in the isles of zest 

The unobtrusive cargoes lie. 

In any event, "'tis common hazard" 

(Some thought that it was common pick up) 

Sweet obligation of life - every night to owe, 

Wiped out each twelve!

by Emily Dickinson