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Sexton! My Master’s sleeping here

Sexton! My Master’s sleeping here

Sexton! My Master’s sleeping here.
Pray lead me to his bed!
I came to build the Bird’s nest,
And sow the Early seed

That when the snow creeps slowly
From off his chamber door
Daisies point the way there
And the Troubadour.



Poem Sexton! My Master’s sleeping here - Emily Dickinson