Explore "The First Lesson" by Emily Dickinson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Not in this world to see his face / Sounds long, until I read the place / Where this is said to be / But just the primer to a life / Unopened, rare, upon the shelf, / Clasped yet to him and me.
And yet, my primer suits me so / I would not choose a book to know / Than that, be sweeter wise; / Might some one else so learned be, / And leave me just my A B C, / Himself could have the skies.