Further Poems of Emily Dickinson/You taught me waiting with myself

YOU taught me waiting with myself
Appointment strictly kept,
You taught me fortitude of fate,
This also I have learnt.

An altitude of Death that could
No bitterer debar
Than Life had done before it,
Yet—there is a science more—
The Heaven you know to understand,
That you be not ashamed
Of me, in Christ's bright audience
Upon the further hand.