Emily Dickinson

Dying! Dying in the night!

158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won't somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow? And "Jesus"! Where is Jesus gone? They said that Jesus — always came — Perhaps he doesn't know the House — This way, Jesus, Let him pass! Somebody run to the great gate And see if Dollie's coming! Wait! I hear her feet upon the stair! Death won't hurt — now Dollie's here!