Poems by Emily Dickinson-2
XXIX. MY COUNTRY'S WARDROBE.

Emily Dick

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My country need not change her gown,

Her triple suit as sweet

As when 't was cut at Lexington,

And first pronounced "a fit."

Great Britain disapproves "the stars;"

Disparagement discreet, --

There 's something in their attitude

That taunts her bayonet.

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