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In lands I never sawthey 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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In lands I never sawthey 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?
© Emily Dickinson