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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385466" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Again—his voice is at the door</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">663</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Again—his voice is at the door—<br>I feel the old Degree—<br>I hear him ask the servant<br>For such an one—as me—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I take a flower—as I go—<br>My face to justify—<br>He never saw me—in this life—<br>I might surprise his eye!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cross the Hall with mingled steps—<br>I—silent—pass the door—<br>I look on all this world contains—<br>Just his face—nothing more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We talk in careless—and it toss—<br>A kind of plummet strain—<br>Each—sounding—shyly& mdash;<br>Just—how—deep—<br>The other's one—had been—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We walk—I leave my Dog—at home—<br>A tender—thoughtful Moon—<br>Goes with us—just a little way—<br>And—then—we are alone—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alone—if Angels are "alone"—<br>First time they try the sky!<br>Alone—if those "veiled faces"—be—<br>We cannot count—on High!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd give—to live that hour—again—<br>The purple—in my Vein—<br>But He must count the drops—himself—<br>My price for every stain!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Dickinson">Emily Dickinson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385466" data-title="Again—his voice is at the door de Emily Dickinson" data-description="663 Again—his voice is at the door— I feel the old Degree— I hear him ask the servant For such an one—as me— I take a flower—as I go— My face to justify— He never saw me—in this life— I..."></div> </div> </div>
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