Prelude
- It's all I have to bring to-day,
- This, and my heart beside,
- This, and my heart, and all the fields,
- And all the meadows wide.
- Be sure you count, should I forget,--
- Some one the sum could tell,--
- This, and my heart, and all the bees
- Which in the clover dwell.
Dickinson, Emily. 1896. Poems.