Further Poems of Emily Dickinson/All forgot for recollecting

ALL forgot for recollectingJust a paltry One.All forsook for just a stranger'sNew accompanying.
Grace of rank and grace of fortuneLess accounted thanAn unknown content, possessing,Estimate who can!
Home effaced, her faces dwindled,Nature altered small—Sun if shone—or storm if shattered,Overlooked I all.
Dropped my fate, a timid pebbleIn thy bolder sea,Ask me, Sweet, if I regret it—Prove myself of Thee.