Emily Dickinson - So bashful when I spied her! (91) lyrics

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