Kill your Balm-and its Odors bless you (Emily Dickinson Poems)
238Kill 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 ...
238Kill 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 ...
Poor melancholy bird---that all night long Tell'st to the Moon, thy tale of tender woe; From what sad cause can ...
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