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Read the poem: “So bashful when I spied her”

by Emily Dickinson

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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
< < < Sleeping
So proud she was to die > > >

So bashful when I spied her

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!


< < < Sleeping
So proud she was to die > > >

American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson

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