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Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
The Journey
Our journey had advanced — Our feet were almost come To that odd Fork in Being's Road — Eternity — by Term — Our pace took sudden awe — Our feet — reluctant — led — Before — were Cities — but Between — The Forest of the Dead — Retreat — was out of Hope — Behind — a Sealed Route — Eternity's White Flag — Before — And God — at every Gate —
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson's other poems:
- Superiority to Fate
- Hope (Hope is a subtle glutton)
- The Forgotten Grave
- Forbidden Fruit. I
- I Think Just How My Shape Will Rise
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