So bashful when I spied her, So pretty, so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets, Lest anybody find; So breathless till I passed her, So helpless when I turned And bore her, struggling, blushing, Her simple haunts beyond! For whom I robbed the dingle, For whom betrayed the dell, Many will doubtless ask me, But I shall never tell!
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1890 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Ernst Bacon (1898 - 1990), "So bashful", c1940-44, published 1944 [ high voice and piano ], from Five Poems by Emily Dickinson, no. 2 [sung text not yet checked]
- by Arthur Weld , "Bashfulness" [ voice and piano ], from Seven Songs [sung text not yet checked]
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