On April 16, 1862.

 I do not cease to feel deeply moved by Emily Dickinson's letters. 

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On April 16, 1862, I took from the post office in Worcester, Mass., where I was then living, the following letter:--

MR. HIGGINSON,

-- Are you too deeply occupied to say if my verse is alive?

The mind is so near itself it cannot see distinctly, and I have none to ask.

Should you think it breathed, and had you the leisure to tell me, I should feel quick gratitude.

If I make the mistake, that you dared to tell me would give me sincerer honor toward you.

I inclose my name, asking you, if you please, sir, to tell me what is true?

That you will not betray me it is needless to ask, since honor is its own pawn.

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