Emily Dickinson's poems in translation/Polish/Rearrange a "Wife's" affection

The poem - text
Rearrange a "Wife's" affection! When they dislocate my Brain! Amputate my freckled Bosom! Make me bearded like a man! Blush, my spirit, in thy Fastness -- Blush, my unacknowledged clay -- Seven years of troth have taught thee More than Wifehood every may! Love that never leaped its socket -- Trust entrenched in narrow pain -- Constancy thro' fire -- awarded -- Anguish -- bare of anodyne! Burden -- borne so far triumphant -- None suspect me of the crown, For I wear the "Thorns" till Sunset -- Then -- my Diadem put on. Big my Secret but it's bandaged -- It will never get away Till the Day its Weary Keeper Leads it through the Grave to thee.