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What if I say I shall not wait?
What if I say I shall not wait? What if I burst the fleshly gate And pass, escaped, to thee? What if I file this mortal off, See where it hurt me,--that ’s enough,-- And wade in liberty? They cannot take us any more,-- Dungeons may call, and guns implore; Unmeaning now, to me, As laughter was an hour ago, Or laces, or a travelling show, Or who died yesterday! Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)