NATURE: XIX. So bashful when I spied her [First Series]

First Series [Series 1] by Emily Dickinson
III. NATURE - XIX. So bashful when I spied her
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NATURE: XIX. 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! Content of NATURE: XIX. So bashful when I spied her [Emily Dickinson's poem collection: First Series [Series 1]] Read next: III. NATURE#XX. TWO WORLDS Read previous: III. NATURE#XVIII. Angels in the early morning Table of content of First Series [Series 1] GO TO TOP OF SCREEN Post your review Your review will be placed after the table of content of this book

First Series [Series 1] by Emily Dickinson