Home ⇒ 📌Emily Dickinson ⇒ Me come! My dazzled face
Me come! My dazzled face
Me come! My dazzled face
In such a shining place!
Me hear! My foreign Ear
The sounds of Welcome there!
The Saints forget
Our bashful feet
My Holiday, shall be
That They remember me
My Paradise the fame
That They pronounce my name
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