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At last, to be identified!
At last, the lamps upon thy side
The rest of Life to see!
Past Midnight! Past the Morning Star!
Past Sunrise!
Ah, What leagues there were
Between our feet, and Day!
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- Drama's Vitallest Expression Is The Common Day
- Forever—it Composed Of Nows
- Summer For Thee, Grant I May Be
- I Like To See It Lap The Miles,
- It Don'T Sound So Terrible—quite—as It Did