Through what transports of Patience
I reached the stolid Bliss
To breathe my Blank without thee
Attest me this and this —
By that bleak exultation
I won as near as this
Thy privilege of dying
Abbreviate me this —

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Through what transports of Patience

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