In her own words
My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun
My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun –In Corners – till a DayThe Owner passed – identified –And carried Me away –
And now We roam in Sovereign Woods –And now We hunt the Doe –And every time I speak for HimThe Mountains straight reply –
And do I smile, such cordial lightOpon the Valley glow –It is as a Vesuvian faceHad let it's pleasure through –
And when at Night – Our good Day done –I guard My Master's Head –'Tis better than the Eider-Duck'sDeep Pillow – to have shared –
To foe of His – I'm deadly foe –None stir the second time –On whom I lay a Yellow Eye –Or an emphatic Thumb –
Though I than He – may longer liveHe longer must – than I –For I have but the power to kill,Without – the power to die –
See it in her own handHoughton Library, Harvard, page 1 of 2