Phong Nguyen - Emily Dickinson's “My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun” lyrics

754 My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun In Corners—till a Day The Owner pa**ed—identified And carried Me away And now We roam in Sovereign Woods And now We hunt the Doe And every time I speak for Him The Mountains straight reply And do I smile, such cordial light Upon the Valley glow It is as a Vesuvian face Had let its pleasure through And when at Night—Our good Day done I guard My Master's Head 'Tis better than the Eider-Duck's Deep Pillow—to have shared To foe of His—I'm deadly foe None stir the second time On whom I lay a Yellow Eye Or an emphatic Thumb Though I than He—may longer live He longer must—than I For I have but the power to k** Without—the power to die