Emily Dickinson

Dec. 10, 1830 - May 15, 1886


So bashful when I spied her...

by Emily Dickinson

So bashful when I spied her,
So pretty, so ashamed!
So hidden in her leaflets,
Lest anybody find;

So breathless till I passed her,
So helpless when I turned
And bore her, struggling, blushing,
Her simple haunts beyond!

For whom I robbed the dingle,
For whom betrayed the dell,
Many will doubtless ask me,
But I shall never tell!


Copyright 1890
Little, Brown, And Company, Boston