letters from dickinson to sarah tuckerman
Will the little Hands that have brought me so much tenderness, the sweet Hands, in which a Bird would love to lie, the Fingers that knew no estrangement except the Gulf of Down - will such enfold a Daphne?
Almost I trust they will, yet trust is such a shelving word - Part of our treasures are denied us - part of them provisoed, like Bequests available far hence - part of them we partake?
Which, dear, are divinest?
thomas johnson's note on letter 637 | index to dickinson/s. tuckerman letters
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