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609 I Years had been from Home And now before the Door I dared not enter, lest a Face I never saw before Stare solid into mine And ask my Business there— "My Business but a Life I left Was such remaining there?" I leaned upon the Awe— I lingered with Before— The Second like an Ocean rolled And broke against my ear— I laughed a crumbling Laugh That I could fear a Door Who Consternation compassed And never winced before. I fitted to the Latch My Hand, with trembling care Lest back the awful Door should spring And leave me in the Floor— Then moved my Fingers off As cautiously as Glass And held my ears, and like a Thief Fled gasping from the House—
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