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Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.

Part Three: Love

XXX

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 daisies play.

Which, sir, are you, and which am I,

Upon an August day?