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Read the poem: “Suspense”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
< < < Surrender
Sweet hours have perished here > > >


Suspense


Elysium is as far as to

The very nearest room,

If in that room a friend await

Felicity or doom.


What fortitude the soul contains,

That it can so endure

The accent of a coming foot,

The opening of a door!



< < < Surrender
Sweet hours have perished here > > >

American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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