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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AGAIN - HIS VOICE IS AT THE DOOR, by EMILY DICKINSON Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: My price for every stain Variant Title(s): Poem: 663; Poem: 274; "again -- His Voice Is At The Door | |||
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 might surprise his eye! I cross the Hall with mingled steps - I - silent - pass the door - I look on all this world contains - Just his face - nothing more! We talk in careless - and in toss - A kind of plummet strain - Each - sounding - shyly - Just - how - deep - The other's one - had been - We walk - I leave my Dog - at home - A tender - thoughtful Moon - Goes with us - just a little way - And - then - we are alone - Alone - if Angels are "alone" - First time they try the sky! Alone - if those "veiled faces" - be - We cannot count - On High! I'd give - to live that hour - again - The purple - in my Vein - But He must count the drops - himself - My price for every stain! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEAVENLY FATHER' - TAKE TO THEE by EMILY DICKINSON TWAS WARM - AT FIRST - LIKE US by EMILY DICKINSON A LIGHT EXISTS IN SPRING by EMILY DICKINSON A LITTLE MADNESS IN THE SPRING by EMILY DICKINSON A LITTLE OVER [OR, EAST OF] JORDAN by EMILY DICKINSON A LITTLE ROAD NOT MADE OF MAN by EMILY DICKINSON A ROUTE OF EVANESCENCE by EMILY DICKINSON A SPIDER SEWED AT NIGHT by EMILY DICKINSON A THOUGHT WENT UP MY MIND TO-DAY by EMILY DICKINSON A WORD MADE FLESH IS SELDOM by EMILY DICKINSON |
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