Morning
by Emily Dickinson Will there really be a morning? Is there such a thing as day? Could I see it from the mountains IF I were a s tall as they? Has it feet like water-lilies? Has it feathers like a bird? Is it brought from famous countries? Of which I have never heard? Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor! Oh, some wise man, from the skies! Please to tell a little pilgrim Where the place called morning lies.
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