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by EmilyDickinson
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XXVI

 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.