91 br br So bashful when I spied her! br So pretty—so ashamed! br So hidden in her leaflets br Lest anybody find— br br So breathless till I passed here— br So helpless when I turned br And bore her struggling, blushing, br Her simple haunts beyond! br br For whom I robbed the Dingle— br For whom I betrayed the Dell— br Many, will doubtless ask me, br But I shall never tell!br br Emily Dickinsonbr br