My Country's Wardrobe (Poem by Emily Dickinson)

Emily Dickinson

My Country's Wardrobe
By Emily Dickinson

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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