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Kill your Balm-and its Odors bless you-
Bare your Jessamine-to the storm-
And she will fling her maddest perfume-
Haply-your Summer night to Charm-
Stab the Bird-that built in your bosom-
Oh, could you catch her last Refrain-
Bubble! “forgive”-“Some better”-Bubble!
“Carol for Him-when I am gone”!
(Emily Dickinson)
More Poetry from Emily Dickinson:
- Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- Sic transit gloria mundi (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- I cannot live with You (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- The Wind begun to knead the Grass (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- One Year ago-jots what? (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- Your Riches - taugh (Emily Dickinson Poems)