letters from dickinson to lucretia bullard

Cambridge, about 1864

The lovely flowers embarrass me,
They make me regret I am not a Bee -

Was it my blame or Nature's?

Thank you, dear Aunt, for the thoughtfulness, I shall slowly forget -

The beautiful Plant would entice me, did I obey myself, but the Doctor is rigid.

Will you believe me grateful, who have no Argument?



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