Years - had been - from Home - And now - before the Door - I dared not open - lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine - And ask my Business there - My Business - just a Life I left - Was such - still dwelling there?
I fumbled at my nerve - I scanned the Windows o'er - The Silence - like an Ocean rolled - And broke against my Ear -
I laughed a Wooden laugh - That I - could fear a Door - Who Danger - and the Dead - had faced - But never shook - before -
I fitted to the Latch - My Hand - With trembling Care Lest back the Awful Door should spring - And leave me - in the Floor -
I moved my fingers off, as cautiously as Glass - And held my Ears - and like a Thief Stole - gasping - from the House -
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