238 <br /> <br />Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you— <br />Bare your Jessamine—to the storm— <br />And she will fling her maddest perfume— <br />Haply—your Summer night to Charm— <br /> <br />Stab the Bird—that built in your bosom— <br />Oh, could you catch her last Refrain— <br />Bubble! "forgive"—"Some better"—Bubble! <br />"Carol for Him—when I am gone"!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kill-your-balm-and-its-odors-bless-you/
