Two lines, and Emily Dickinson creates a tiny drama of theft and devotion. The speaker admits to robbing a butterfly of its rightful inheritance—perhaps nectar from a flower—and handing it to someone else. The butterfly is the “lawful Heir,” which turns the act into a small crime against nature’s order. There’s something playful, too, in the way the speaker elevates a butterfly to an heir—a legal term—as if the theft mattered. The tone mixes guilt with secret intimacy. “Defrauded” carries a sting of wrongdoing, but the dash before “for Thee” makes the confession sound like a whispered offering. The mood is hushed and conspiratorial, as if the speaker is sharing a guilty secret with a lover. Love, the lines suggest, can make us willing to cheat even the most innocent.
Defrauded I a Butterfly -- — Summary
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Defrauded I a Butterfly -- The lawful Heir -- for Thee --
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We talked as Girls do --
We talked as Girls do --
Fond, and late --
We speculated fair, on every subject, but the Grave --
Of ours, none affair --
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I learned -- at least -- what Home could be --
I learned -- at least -- what Home could be --
How ignorant I had been
Of pretty ways of Covenant --
How awkward at the Hymn
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Consulting summer's clock,
Consulting summer's clock,
But half the hours remain.
I ascertain it with a shock --
I shall not look again.