The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
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Tho' I get home how late - how late -So I get home - 'twill compensate - Better will be the Extasy That they have done expecting me - When night - descending - dumb - and dark -They hear my unexpected knock - Transporting must the moment be - Brewed from decades of Agony! To think just how the fire will burn - Just how long-cheated eyes will turn -To wonder what myself will say, And what itself, will say to me - Beguiles the Centuries of way!