Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

With a Flower

I hide myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too —
And angels know the rest.
I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.

1. As Children Bid the Guest Good-Night
2. Setting Sail
3. Is Heaven a Physician?
4. So Bashful When I Spied Her
5. Too Much

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