Epigraph:
Her breast is fit for pearls,
But I was not a "Diver' -
Her brow is fit for thrones
But I have not a crest
Her heart is fit for home -
I - a sparrow - build there
Sweet twigs and twine
My perennial nest.
Emily Dickinson, a love poem to Susie Gilbert.
Epigraph:
Give me a firm place to stand and I will move the earth.
Archimedes