760 br br Most she touched me by her muteness— br Most she won me by the way br She presented her small figure— br Plea itself—for Charity— br br Were a Crumb my whole possession— br Were there famine in the land— br Were it my resource from starving— br Could I such a plea withstand— br br Not upon her knee to thank me br Sank this Beggar from the Sky— br But the Crumb partook—departed— br And returned On High— br br I supposed—when sudden br Such a Praise began br 'Twas as Space sat singing br To herself—and men— br br 'Twas the Winged Beggar— br Afterward I learned br To her Benefactor br Making Gratitudebr br Emily Dickinsonbr br