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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?
Emily Dickinson
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