Treasure Island

Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

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You Taught Me Waiting With Myself


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You taught me Waiting with Myself—
Appointment strictly kept—
You taught me fortitude of Fate—
This—also—I have learnt—

An Altitude of Death, that could
No bitterer debar
Than Life—had done—before it—
Yet—there is a Science more—

The Heaven you know—to understand
That you be not ashamed
Of Me—in Christ's bright Audience
Upon the further Hand—

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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  • Ramesh Rai (4/7/2014 7:15:00 PM)

    I know you are not now belong to this earth. i invite you to read my poem The Highest Degree. i am giving you full marks. you must consider me suitably. Regards. (Report) Reply

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