Emily Dickinson - Letter 249 (early 1862) Samuel Bowles lyrics

Dear friend. If I amaze[d] your kindness - My Love is my only apology. To the people of "Chillon" - this - is enoug[h] I have met - no othe[rs]. Would you - ask le[ss] for your Queen - M[r] Bowles? Then - I mistake - [my] scale - To Da[?] 'tis daily - to be gran[ted] and not a "Sunday Su[m] Enclosed" - is my [d]efence - [F]orgive the Gills that ask for Air - if it is harm - to breathe! To "thank" you - [s]hames my thought! Should you but fail at- Sea - In sight of me - Or doomed lie - Next Sun - to die - Or rap - at Paradise - unheard - I'd hara** God Until He let you in! Emily.