letters from dickinson to mary and eben loomis

autumn 1884

It consoles the happy Sorrow of Autumn, to know that plumbless ones are near.

My acquaintance with the Irreparable dates from the Death Bed of a young Flower to which I was deeply attached.

The element of Elegy, like Bugles at a Grave, how solemnly inspiriting!

Ascension has a muffled Route.

E. Dickinson.

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