early 1885
I thank you with wonder - Should you ask me my comprehension of a starlight Night, Awe were my only reply, and so of the mighty Book - It stills, incites, infatuates - blesses and blames in one. Like Human Affection, we dare not touch it, yet flee, what else remains? But excuse me - I know but a little - Please tell me how it might seem to you - How vast is the chastisement of Beauty, given us by our Maker! A Word is inundation, when it comes from the Sea - Peter took the Marine Walk at the great risk. E. Dickinson.
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