And yet, my primer suits me so
I would not choose a book to know
Than that, be wise;
Might some one else so learned be,
And leave me just my A B C,
Himself could have the skies.
I would not choose a book to know
Than that, be wise;
Might some one else so learned be,
And leave me just my A B C,
Himself could have the skies.
Dickinson - One - Complete
