Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you lyrics
by Emily Dickinson
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Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you
Bare your Jessamine—to the storm
And she will fling her maddest perfume
Haply—your Summer night to Charm
Stab the Bird—that built in your bosom
Oh, could you catch her last Refrain
Bubble! "forgive"—"Some better"—Bubble!
"Carol for Him—when I am gone"!