about 1877

Dear friend.

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 -