Poems (Dickinson)/Lost

by Emily Dickinson

For works with similar titles, see Lost.

For other versions of this work, see I lost a World—the other day!.

XXXVI.

LOST.

I lost a world the other day.
Has anybody found?
You'll know it by the row of stars
Around its forehead bound.

A rich man might not notice it;
Yet to my frugal eye
Of more esteem than ducats.
Oh, find it, sir, for me!