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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 413 of 446 · Third Series: Time and Eternity

Poem 26

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Me! Come! My dazzled face In such a shining place!

Me! Hear! My foreign ear The sounds of welcome near!

The saints shall meet Our bashful feet.

My holiday shall be That they remember me;

My paradise, the fame That they pronounce my name.

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