Emily Dickinson (10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)
Take your Heaven further on
Take your Heaven further on—
This—to Heaven divine Has gone—
Had You earlier blundered in
Possibly, e'en You had seen
An Eternity—put on—
Now—to ring a Door beyond
Is the utmost of Your Hand—
To the Skies—apologize—
Nearer to Your Courtesies
Than this Sufferer polite—
Dressed to meet You—
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- A Book
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