Poems by Emily Dickinson: XII ("In lands I never saw")
Updated May 6, 2020 |
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XII
In lands I never saw, they say,
Immortal Alps look down,
Whose bonnets touch the firmament,
Whose sandals touch the town, —
Immortal Alps look down,
Whose bonnets touch the firmament,
Whose sandals touch the town, —
Meek at whose everlasting feet
A myriad daisies play.
Which, sir, are you, and which am I,
Upon an August day?
A myriad daisies play.
Which, sir, are you, and which am I,
Upon an August day?
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