Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Three: Love
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| WHAT if I say I shall not wait? | |
| What if I burst the fleshly gate | |
| And pass, escaped, to thee? | |
| What if I file this mortal off, | |
| See where it hurt me,that s enough, | 5 |
| And wade in liberty? | |
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| They cannot take us any more, | |
| Dungeons may call, and guns implore; | |
| Unmeaning now, to me, | |
| As laughter was an hour ago, | 10 |
| Or laces, or a travelling show, | |
| Or who died yesterday! | |
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