Accept my timid happiness. No Joy can be in vain, but adds to some bright total, whose Dwelling is unknown -
The immortality of Flowers must enrich our own, and we certainly should resent a Redemption that excluded them -
Was not the "Breath of fragrance" designed for your cheek solely?
The fear that it was - crimsons my own - though to divide it's Heaven is Heaven's highest Half.
E. Dickinson -