Emily Dickinson

In Lands I Never Saw they Say

poem 124

In lands I never saw they say Immortal Alps look down Whose Bonnets touch the firmament Whose Sandals touch the town Meek at whose everlasting feet A Myriad Daisy play Which, Sir, are you and which am I Upon an August day?

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